Goin' To Chicago Blues

Goin' to Chicago, sorry that I can't take you

Goin' to Chicago, sorry that I can't take you

There ain't nothin' in Chicago that a mucky woman can do

When you see me comin', baby, raise your window high

When you see me comin', baby, 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

And 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, yes, I'll have to put up with you

Anybody ask you, who was it sang this song?

Anybody ask you, who was it sang this song?

Tell 'em little Jimmy Rushing

He's been here and gone