Well here I am in Chicago all alone near the place where we met
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I walk through the rain the wind whispers your name oh why won't they let me forget
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Cause when the wind blows I get lonely and one day for sure you left behind
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But the wind always blows in Chicago so I'm lonely most all of the time
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Folks looks so happy on State Street they don't know that our love's not the same
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There's a crowd all around but I don't hear a sound
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Just the wind when it whispers your name
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And when the wind blows I get lonely and one day for sure you left behind
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But the wind always blows in Chicago so I'm lonely most all of the time
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Yes I'm lonely most all of the time
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When The Wind Blows In Chicago
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| Bobby Bare |
