Goin' to Chicago        Jimmy Rushing / Count Basie

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

There is nothing in Chicago that a monkey woman can do.

When you see me comin', raise your window high! :||

When you see me passin' baby, hang your head and cry.

You're so mean and evil, you do things you ought not do. :||

You've got my brand of honey, guess I'll have to put up with you.

G       C9       G         G7        C9       C9

G       G         D9       C9        G         D7 :||