Canned Heat
I'm goin' up the country, baby don't you want to go? I'm goin' up the country, baby don't you want to go? I'm goin' to some place, I've never been before I'm goin' I'm goin' where the water tastes like wine I'm goin' where the water tastes like wine We can jump in the water, stay drunk all the time I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away All this fussin' and fightin' man, you know I sure can't stay So baby pack your leavin' trunk You know we've got to leave today Just exactly where we're goin' I cannot say But we might even leave the U.S.A. It's a brand new game, that I want to play No use in your runnin', or screamin' and cryin' 'Cause you got a home as long as I've got mine Songwriters: Alan Wilson Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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