William Harris Kansas City Blues
I left up Main Street, started down Beale
Lookin' for the woman what's called Lucille, man
She done moved to Kansas City, she done moved to Kansas City
She done moved, baby, honey, where they don't 'low you
I tell all of you men what you mustn't do
Never love one woman like, think she love you
Call you honey, call you pie
Let things get a-loose, Lord, on the sly
Then I'll move to Kansas City, I'll move to Kansas City
Then I'll move, baby, honey, where they don't 'low you
I'm just from the country, you know I'm easy to rule
Hitch me your cart, drive me for your mule
Then I'll move to Kansas City, I'll move to Kansas City
Then I'll move, baby, honey, where they don't 'low you
My good girl quit me, she promised me today
She'd meet me down on Beale Street at the Panama Cafe
Then I'd move to Kansas City, I'd move to Kansas City
Then I'd move, baby, honey, where they don't 'low you
I wished I was a catfish in the deep blue sea
I'd have all these women just fishin' after me
Then I'll move to Kansas City, I'll move to Kansas City
Then I'll move, baby, honey, where they don't 'low you
I feel like jumpin' from the treetop to the ground
The girl I love, Lord, she don't want me 'round
Then I'll move to Kansas City, I'll move to Kansas City
Then I'll move, baby, honey, where they don't 'low you
I tell all you men, right from this day
Never let your woman have her way
Some old day you ask her to stay
You look for her, she done gone away
She done moved to Kansas City, she done moved to Kansas City
She done moved, baby, honey, where they don't 'low you
I wished I was a jaybird flyin' in the air
Build my nest some of these high browns' hair
Then I'd move to Kansas City, I'd move to Kansas City
Then I'd move, baby, honey, where they don't 'low you
