Lyrics Goin' to Chicago Blues - Lambert, Annie Ross, Hendricks

Goin' to Chicago Blues

You keep your New York Joys
I’m going to Illinois
Just as fast as I can
You New York women think
You’ll make a fool of any man
Play all kinds of games
And you’ll cheat if you can
Use love like a tool
Make a man a fool
What a beautiful motto
Got my money, that’s it How can you mind if I split
Going back where a woman
Really knows the way to treat a man
And people are friendly
Without no hidden plan
It’s the best in the midwest
It’s a real darn city full of Good folks who come from home
And when I get back
I’ll never roam far
From my little Chitown
Goodbye, farewell
I might see you later
Going to Chicago
Sorry but I can’t take you
I come from Chitown
Going back to my town
Going to Chicago
Sorry but I can’t take you
No use in crying
Tired of your lying
There ain’t nothing in Chicago
That a monkey woman can do I got to quit you
Can’t make it with you
When you see me coming, baby
Raise your window high
Hide your window to the sky, yeah
When you see me coming, baby
Raise your window high
Catch me passing on the fly, yeah
But when you see me passing, baby
Hang your head and cry
Search your soul and
Wonder why, yeah
Hurry, hurry down sunshine
And see what tomorrow brings
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Hurry, hurry, hurry down sunshine
And see what tomorrow brings
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Well, the sun went down
And tomorrow brought us rain
Tomorrow brought sorrow
You’re so mean and evil
You do things you ought not do My, you’re a mean one
First time I’ve seen one
You’re so mean and evil
You do things you ought not do You used to be cool
Now find a new fool
Got my brand of honey
But I won’t have to Put up with you
Hate you and your town
That’s why I got
To put you down
Goodbye