Lyrics:
Well I'm goin' down south childThis weather here's too coldYou know I'm goin' down South childThis weather here's too coldI gotta lay around Chicago I ain't got change in coldWhen I woke up this morning and found my baby goneYou know I woke up this morning found my baby goneI couldn't do nothing but bury my head in homeWell I was in jail with my back turned to the wallWell I was in jail with my back turned to the wallNow ... is in a free world having herself a homeWhen I leave you this morning I'm glad to shake your handYou know I'm leaving this morning I got to shake your handAnd I'm going back to my woman you back to your man