Jim Jackson - Kansas City Blues | Текст песни

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• Jim Jackson
• Kansas City Blues

I woke up this morning, feeling bad
Thought about the good times I once have had
I'm gonna move to Kansas City
I'm gonna move to Kansas City
I'm gonna move, baby, honey where they don't like you / don't 'llow you

My mother told me, daddy told me too
If by the cramps in your feet son, ain't no friend to you
You oughta move to Kansas City
You oughta move to Kansas City
You oughta move to Kansas City, baby, honey where they don't like you / don't 'llow you

I got me a bulldog, two shepherds and two greyhounds
Two high yellows, three blacks and one brown
We gonna move to Kansas City
We gonna move to Kansas City
We gonna move to Kansas City, baby, honey where they don't like you / don't 'llow you

It takes a rocking chair to rock, a rubber ball to roll
Nice looking teasin' brown to satisfy my soul
then i'll move to Kansas City
then i'll move to Kansas City
I’m gonna move to Kansas City, baby, honey where they don't like you / don't 'llow you

T is for Texas, T is for Tennessee
Boll weavil got to Mississippi, and the women wants me
I'm gonna move to Kansas City
I'm gonna move to Kansas City
I'm gonna move, baby, honey where they don't like you / don't 'llow you