Lyrics Goin to Chicago Blues - Jimmy Rushing

Goin to Chicago Blues

Goin' to Chicago, sorry but I can’t take you
Goin' to Chicago, sorry but I can’t take you
There’s nothin' in Chicago that a mucky woman can do
When you see me comin', raise your window high
When you see me comin', raise your window high
When you see me passin' baby, hang your head and cry
Hurry down sunshine, see what tomorrow brings
Hurry down sunshine, see what tomorrow brings
The sun went down, tomorrow brought us rain
You’re so mean and evil, you do things you ought not do
You’re so mean and evil, you do things you ought not do
You’ve got my brand of honey, just don’t have to put up with you