Mr Freddie s Kokomo Blues

Won't you come on baby come on baby, let's go back to Kokomo
That's a small town in Western Michigan, tell daddy don't you want to go

Now these women around Chicago is crazy, hollering about the times so hard
And the women in Kokomo baby, they drinking liquor from real costly bar

Why don't you come on baby come on, and let's go back to Kokomo
Yes I'm leaving here tomorrow morning, tell me baby don't you want to go

Kokomo's about the best city, I declare that I ever saw
You can break them down both night and day, and won't be worried and bothered with no law

Now I tell you all about that city, I declare it ain't a great large town
But everywhere you go in Kokomo baby, you find the women there breaking them down

Said now Mary had a little lamb, I mean his fleece was white as snow
Mary take that little lamb with her, to most every place that she go

She went down to the depot agent, they give her a ticket back to Kokomo
Depot agent look down at mary's lamb, said Mary I declare your lamb can't go

She lied just come on baby come on, I declare I'm going back to Kokomo
Why don't you come on baby come on, listen tell me don't you want to go

I will buy you a ticket baby, only cost us nineteen seventy‑five
When that train leaves tomorrow morning, I want to catch that morning train and ride