Sweet Chicago
Young boy walkin' the streets of the city
Knowin' he's right and thinkin' to change the plan
Old man startin' down from his window
Knowin' he's right and hangin' on as best he can
But the young boy just wants a little satisfaction
A little less talk and lot more action
And the old man don't want to talk about it
He's heard some talk and he can do without it
Oh, hold it in your hand Mister Daley
Turn it 'round once or twice
That's a blue forty-four
Stop a man for sure
And you know that cold steel feels so nice
Oh, hold it in your hand Mister Daley
You'll be right till the guns are gone
But there's a few of us here
And we're more every year
You've got it now
But you won't have it for long
Oh, sing a sweet Chicago song
Sing a sweet Chicago song
Young girl drivin' the miles on the freeway
Thinkin' to get to the city
Just as fast as she can
Old man gettin' fat in his garden
Looks at the world
And grins at his fellow man
But the young girl just wants a little satisfaction
A little less talk and a lot more action
And the old man don't want to talk about it
He's heard some talk and he can do without it
Oh, hold it in your hand Mister Daley
Turn it 'round once or twice
That's a blue forty-four
Stop a man for sure
And you know that cold steel feels so nice
Oh, hold it in your hand Mister Daley
You'll be right till the guns are gone
But there's a few of us here
And we're more every year
You've got it now
But you won't have it for long
Oh, sing a sweet Chicago song
Sing a sweet Chicago song.
Knowin' he's right and thinkin' to change the plan
Old man startin' down from his window
Knowin' he's right and hangin' on as best he can
But the young boy just wants a little satisfaction
A little less talk and lot more action
And the old man don't want to talk about it
He's heard some talk and he can do without it
Oh, hold it in your hand Mister Daley
Turn it 'round once or twice
That's a blue forty-four
Stop a man for sure
And you know that cold steel feels so nice
Oh, hold it in your hand Mister Daley
You'll be right till the guns are gone
But there's a few of us here
And we're more every year
You've got it now
But you won't have it for long
Oh, sing a sweet Chicago song
Sing a sweet Chicago song
Young girl drivin' the miles on the freeway
Thinkin' to get to the city
Just as fast as she can
Old man gettin' fat in his garden
Looks at the world
And grins at his fellow man
But the young girl just wants a little satisfaction
A little less talk and a lot more action
And the old man don't want to talk about it
He's heard some talk and he can do without it
Oh, hold it in your hand Mister Daley
Turn it 'round once or twice
That's a blue forty-four
Stop a man for sure
And you know that cold steel feels so nice
Oh, hold it in your hand Mister Daley
You'll be right till the guns are gone
But there's a few of us here
And we're more every year
You've got it now
But you won't have it for long
Oh, sing a sweet Chicago song
Sing a sweet Chicago song.
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Writer(s): Charles Bruce Innes
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