Illinois Blues (feat. Paul McQuade)

You go to Banglin', tell my boys
You go to Banglin', tell my boys
What times I'm havin' up in Illinois
In Illinois, up in Illinois

If you get there before I do
If you get there before I do
Tell all my boys I be coming to
Coming to, coming to, tell my boys i'm a coming to

Tell me where you stayed last night
Tell me where you stayed last night
Come home this morning the sun was bright
Shining bright, shining bright
Come home this morning sun was bright

When I gin my little cotton I'm going to sell my seed
When I gin my little cotton and sell my seed
I'm gonna give my baby, everything she need
Everything she need, ev'rything she need
I'm gonna give my baby everything she need

She let me have my ball next week
She let me have my ball next week
I never remember spending money next week
Money next week, money next week
I never remember spending money next week

The people will treat you just so-so so
You'll never go back to old Banglin' no more
Never no more, never no more

You know, I been in Texas and I been in Arkansas
I been in Texas and I been in Arkansas
But I never had a good time till I got to Illinois
Up in Illinois, up in Illinois

I been to Chicago and I been to Detroit
I been to Chicago and I been to Detroit
But I never had a good time till I got up in Illinois
In Illinois, up in Illinois



Credits
Writer(s): Skip James
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