Barbecue Bob - Goin' Up the Country lyrics

Don't your room seem lonesome when your gal pack up and leave? Don't your room seem lonesome when your gal pack up and leave? You may drink your moonshine, but your heart ain't never pleased You may take my brown, you sure can't keep her long If you take my brownie, you sure can't keep her long I got a new way of loving, monkey mens can't catch on I done drunk so much whiskey, I staggers in my sleep I done drunk so much whiskey, I staggers in my sleep That brown in Chicago, sure Lord, worryin' me I wonder will the Dixie Limit' stay on that lonesome track I wonder will the Dixie Limit' stay on that lonesome track I want to get there, if I never come back There's a big red headlining in Chicago Defender news There's a big red headlining in Chicago Defender news Send my gal down South, got them up the country blues