Kansas City Blues

They're walking down Main Street, going down Beale
Looking for a woman named Lucille
She had moved to Kansas City
She had moved, she had moved
Honey, well, they don't allow you

They were just like the Arab told the Jew
You don't like me, I don't like you
Well, move, move'em out
Move'em out to Kansas City
Honey, well, they don't allow you

I had a pretty little woman
I ain't seen her in years
She got sold and stripped her gears
Move out to Kansas City, move out
I move out now people
Honey well that don't allow you

Yeah, little girl, don't you treat me mean
The onliest one that you ever seen
I'm moving out to Kansas City
I'm moving out to Kansas City
I'm moving out to Kansas City
Honey, well, that don't allow you

Well, walking down Main, going down Beale
Looking for a woman named Lucille
I'm moving out to Kansas City
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh my, that don't allow

I move, I move, well, well, well I move
I move, yeah Lord, Mary they don't allow you
I move, I move, well I move, yeah I move
Move my heart to Kansas City
Honey well they don't allow you