Going to Chicago

Going to Chicago, sorry that I can't take you.
Going to Chicago, sorry that I can't take you.
There's nothing in Chicago that a monkey woman can do.

When you see me coming, raise you window high.
When you see me coming, raise you window high.
When you see me passing, hang your head and cry.

If you love your baby, tell the world you do.
If you love your baby, tell the world you do.
There's coming a day your baby really learn to love you too.

- "Going to Chicago Blues," Jimmy Rushing & Count Basie

Thanks to everyone who made the last four years in Kansas City such a treat - and to hell with the rest of you. :)