Boogin’ and Bluesin’

First left Memphis in nineteen and thirty-one
Poor boy hitchhiking was so much fun
So I started moving
Just boogin' and a-bluesin'
From town to town
People, I was freedom bound

Stopped in St. Louis in nineteen and thirty-four
Fine chicks there just didn't wanna let me go
But I kept on moving
Just boogin' and a-bluesin'
From town to town
People, I was freedom bound

Now when I got to Chicago things weren't so bad
Frank takes the freedom that I ever had
But I kept on moving
Just boogin' and a-bluesin'
From town to town
You know I'm freedom bound

Finally I made Harlem and was I confused
My people there just didn't dig no blues
So I kept on moving
Just boogin' and a-bluesin'
I took off at sea and ended up in gay Paris