: (J.Leiber / M.Stoller) Going to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come Ah Going to Kansas City baby, Kansas City here I come Ah huh, They got some crazy
: Well I rode a while, for a mile or so Down the road to the eighteenth avenue And the people I saw were the people I know And they all came down to
: Always a spectacle, it's a public show, Unimpressed so it's time that I let you go Reputations from these antics I may not be pure but I'm not all
Oh, Kansas City, Kansas City here I come Crazy little women there, I'm gonna get me one Kansas City, Kansas City here I come Kansas City, Kansas City
gonna buy a gallon I'm gonna find me my man I say, get a pair of overalls I'm leavin', yeah I'm gonna go to Kansas City, ha ha ha Goin' to Kansas City
: Ah Kansas City Going to get my baby back home I'm going to Kansas City Going to get my baby back home Well its a long long time too My baby's
: (Penniman) Ah, Kansas City Gonna get my baby back home Yeah, yeah I'm gonna Kansas city Gonna get my baby back home Yeah, yeah Well, it's a long,
Kansas City Going to get my baby back home Well its a long long time too My baby's been gone Ah, Kansas City Going get my baby one time I'm going to Kansas
: Kansas City, Kansas City here I come Kansas City, Kansas City here I come Got some pretty little women there, I'm gonna get me one Standing on the
: I feel like I just woke up from a bad dream And it's so good to have you sleeping by my side Although I'm not so sure if I even know your name Hold
: In the darkness I rise, long before the dawn I was dreaming of home and the life I led I can hear the sound, of the engines roar And I crave the embrace
: As the dew turns into frost There is something that I hope will not be lost The leaves will change, they'll start to fall I still wonder if it mattered
: (Steve Walsh) Why can't you see where we are going Why can't you see where we have been You tell me the pain is still growing you tell me tell me
memory plows in the green field sea Every hometown should be peaceful and warm Every father mother sister brother friend of the family Peaceful and warm On the Kansas
: (Steve Walsh) The flower dies the camera never lies fire baptizes The truth is light right or wrong is never black or white We all wear disguises
