My daddy was a cop on the east side of Chicago
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Back in the USA back in the bad old days
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In the heat of a summer night
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In the land of the dollar bill
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When the town of Chicago died
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And they talk about it still
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When a man named Al Capone
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Tried to make that town his own
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And he called his gang to war
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With the forces of the law
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I heard my mama cry
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I heard her pray the night Chicago died
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Brother what a night it really was
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Brother what a fight it really was
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Glory be!
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I heard my mama cry
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I heard her pray the night Chicago died
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Brother what a night the people saw
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Brother what a fight the people saw
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Yes indeed
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And the sound of the battle rang
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Through the streets of the old east side
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'Til the last of the hoodlum gang
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Had surrendered up or died
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There was shouting in the street
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And the sound of running feet
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And I asked someone who said
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"'Bout a hundred cops are dead"
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I heard my mama cry
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I heard her pray the night Chicago died
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Brother what a night it really was
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Brother what a fight it really was
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Glory be
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I heard my mama cry
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I heard her pray the night Chicago died
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Brother what a night the people saw
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Brother what a fight the people saw
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Yes indeed
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And ther was no sound at all
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But the clock upon the wall
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Then the door burst open wide
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And my daddy stepped inside
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And he kissed my mama's face
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And he brushed her tears away
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The night Chicago died
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Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
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The night Chicago died
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Brother what a night the people saw
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Brother what a fight the people saw
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Yes indeed
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The night Chicago died
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Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
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The night Chicago died
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Brother what a night it really was
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Brother what a fight it really was
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Glory be
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The night Chicago died
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Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
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The night Chicago died
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Brother what a night the people saw
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Brother what a fight the people saw
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Yes indeed
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The Night Chicago Died
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