Tryin' to tell you baby, about your trip. Ev'rytime I talk to ya baby, Lord, you give me that lip. I know what you mean, baby yeah, about your past. Ev'rytime I talk to you baby yeah, you ain't got no class.
Travellin' South, tryin' to work my way back home. I said I'm headed South, tryin' to work my way back home. I'm so broken an' hungry, ain't no money for the telephone.
I'm a tired man. I ain't got time to play. Yeah ya know, I'm a tired man, tired man. You know I ain't got time to play. You know I'll always love ya baby.
Last winter I was in Chicago and the weather was awfully bad. Last winter I was in Chicago, and the weather was awfully bad. They say I was stuck in China Town, for the worst winter they ever had.