Baby, Don't You Want To Go by Tommy McClennan

Tommy McClennan - Baby Don't You Want To Go; C position, standard tuning.

Mmmmmmmm, baby, don't you want to go (Spoken: Take your time, now, make this one right!)

Mmmmmmmm, baby, don't you want to go? (Spoken: Go where?)

To that ol' land of California, sweet old Chicago (Spoken: Yeah!)

Now did you get that letter, dropped in your back yard?

I wants to come to see you, your best man got me barred, cry

REFRAIN: Oh, oh (Spoken: What is it?) baby, don't you want to go?

To that ol' land of Californ', sweet old Chicago

Now I don't drink because I'm dry, I drink because I'm blue

The reason I drink, pretty mama, now, I can't get along wit' you

REFRAIN: Mmmmmmmmmm, baby, don't you want to go? (Spoken: Yeah!)

To that ol' land of Californ', sweet old Chicago

Now look-a here, baby, don't have to tell you no more

You can get my lovin' if you just let him go, cry

REFRAIN: Oooohh, (Spoken: Play it man, long time!) baby, don't you want to go?

To that ol' land of Californ', sweet old Chicago (Spoken: Play it now, man!)

SOLO (Spoken during solo: Yes, yes! Yeah! Yes, yes! Yeah! Get 'er now, man!)

Mmmmmmmm, baby, don't you want to go? (Spoken: Yeah-heh)

Mmmmmmmm, baby, don't you want to go? (Spoken: Go where?)

To that ol' land of Californ', sweet old Chicago (Spoken: Yeah!)

Now my, my Mama told me, my Papa sot and cried

"Son, you're too young a man to have them women your side."

REFRAIN: She cried, "Look-a here, babe, I know you wants to go

To that ol' land of California, sweet old Chicago."

Oh, beep, beep beebop, deedah, dah, dah