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
