October eighteen seventy one
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That's when this great big fire begun
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The Windy City was a ball of flame
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And O'Leary's cow was the one to blame
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The fire men fought for days on end
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They could fight the fire
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But they couldn't fight the wind
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The wind fanned the flames and it started again
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And nobody knew if it ever would end
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(She kicked up her heels with out a hint
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Kicked the lantern over and away she went
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The world couldn't help but be amazed)
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How one little cow started such a blaze
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The rich and the poor were both alike
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Fightin' and prayin' for their life
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Then at last the Lord looked down
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And he sent a little rain to the windy town
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October eighteen seventy one
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That's when this great big fire begun
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The Windy City was a ball of flame
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And O'Leary's cow was the one to blame
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(She kicked up her heels with out a hint
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Kicked the lantern over and away she went
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The world couldn't help but be amazed)
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How one little cow started such a blaze
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The after math was a sight to see
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The loss of life and property
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The people said it was a shame
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But O'Lear'y's cow still caught the blame
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(She kicked up her heels with out a hint
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Kicked the lantern over and away she went
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The world couldn't help but be amazed)
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How one little cow started such a blaze
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O'leary's Cow
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| Johnny Horton |
