Robert Johnson

Oh- baby, don't you want to go?
Oh- baby, don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California - to my sweet home Chicago.
Oh- baby, don't you want to go?
Oh- baby, don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California - to my sweet home Chicago.
Now one and one is two - two and two is four.
I'm heavy loaded baby - I'm booked I got to go.
Cryin baby - honey don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California - to my sweet home Chicago.
Now two and two is four - four and two is six.
You goin keep on monkeying round here friend boy.
You goin get your business all in atrick, but I'm cryin.
Baby- honey, don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California - to my sweet home Chicago.
Now six and two is eight - eight and two is ten,
Friend boy she trick you one time, she sure goin do it again.
But I'm cryin, hey, hey - baby don't you want to go?
To the land of California, to my sweet home Chicago.
I'm goin to California - from there to Des Moines, Iowa.
Somebody will tell me that you need my help someday, cryin.
Hey, hey - baby, don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California - to my sweet home Chicago.