Lyrics Parker's Mood - King Pleasure, Harold Land, Matthew Gee

Parker's Mood

Come with me If you wanna go to Kansas City
I’m feeling low down and blue, my heart’s full of sorrow
Don’t hardly know what to do;
where will I be tomorrow?
Goin' to Kansas City.
Want to go, too?
No, you can’t make it with me.
Goin' to Kansas City, sorry that I can’t take you
When you see me comin', raise your window high,
When you see me leaving, baby, hang your head and cry,
I’m afraid there’s nothing in Miss Creamy’s dreamy town
A honky-tonky monkey woman can do.
She’d only bring herself down.
So long, everybody, the time has come and I must leave you.
So, if don’t never see your smiling face again
Make a promise you’ll remember, like a Christmas day in december,
That I told you all through thick and thin, on up until the end,
Parker’s been your friend.
Don’t hang your head when you see those six pretty horses pullin' me.
Put a twenty dollar silver piece on my watch chain,
Look at the smile on my face,
And sing a little song to let the world know I’m really free.
Don’t cry for me, 'cause I’m going to Kansas City.
Come with me, if you want to go to Kansas City