on the east side of chicago back in the usa back in the bad old days
days in the heat of a summer night in the land of the dollar bill
and the town of chicago died they talk about it still when a man named
try to make that town his own and he called his game to war with the forces of the law
i heard my mom cry i heard her pray the night
chicago died
brother what a night it really was brother what a fight it really was
glory be i heard my mom cry i heard her pray the night chicago died
brother what a night the people saw brother what a fight the people saw
yes indeed and the sound of the battle
rang through the streets of the old east side
to the last of the hoodlum gang
and surrendered up for a dime there was shouting in the street
and the sound of running feet and i asked someone who said
about a hundred drops of dead i heard my mom
cry i heard her pray the night chicago died
brother what a night it really was brother what a fight it really was
glory be i heard my mom cry i heard her pray the night chicago died
brother what a night the people saw brother what a fight the people saw
yes indeed and there was no sound at all
But the clock upon the wall, then the door burst open wide, and my daddy stepped inside, and he kissed my mama's face, and he brushed her tears away.
The night Chicago died, brother, what a night it really was, brother, what a fight it really was, glory be, the night Chicago died.
The night Chicago died, brother, what a night the people saw, brother, what a fight the people saw.
Yes, indeed, the night Chicago died.