Going Up The Country I'm going up the country, baby, don't you wanna go I'm going up the country, baby, don't you wanna go I'm going to some place where I've never been before / A - - - / D - A - / E D A - / I'm going, I'm going where the water tastes like wine I'm going 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 fussing and fighting, man, you know I sure can't stay Now, Baby, pack your leaving trunk, you know we got to leave today Just exactly where we going I can not say But we might even leave the U.S.A. 'Cause it's a brand new game, and I want to play / A - / / D - A - / E D A - / No use of you running or screaming and crying 'Cause you got a home as long as I've got mine / D - A - / E D A - /
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