I'm packin' my bags,
My foot's ouside the door.
I'm leavin' town on a Greyhound bus;
You won't be seein' me no more.
I'm headin' down to New Orleans,
Lookin' for some better luck.
Don't give me that usual jive,
You're tellin' me your usual lies.
You leave my head aspinnin';
You no longer have me hypnotized.
I'll not be your slave forever,
I know with you there ain't no winnin'
I just got to get away,
You've been mistreatin' me night and day.
I won't take your jive no more;
That Greyhound runs to San Francisco Bay.
It's been true what they're tellin' me,
You're a regular street corner whore.
Don't give me that usual jive,
You're tellin' me your usual lies.
You leave my head aspinnin';
You no longer have me hypnotized.
I'll not be your slave forever,
I know with you there ain't no winnin'