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