Ten Years After — Going to Chicago

Goin' to Chicago gonna play the blues Leavin' in the morning with my rock and roll shoes Ain't goin' to no airport ain't gonna get no plane Lookin' for my roots that's why I take the train Goin' down to Memphis, nothin' left to lose Take along my Gibson gonna play some blues String around my suitcase, pocket full of rye There's something 'bout the blues that aways makes me cry Tired of getting nowhere workin' nine to five Got to get away so I can feel alive You've only got one life, that's what they say to me Time it is a wastin' when I should be free I've done a lot of talking, now it's time to make a stand Instead of playing safe, I should be playing with the band You've got to keep on moving, you've heard it all before This time I'm gonna make it, won't be back no more