http://meet.msvoice.com/america101/data4/illinois.asfPaper Lace - The night Chicago died Daddy was a cop on the east side of ChicagoBack in the U.S.A. back in the bad old daysIn the heat of a summer nightIn the land of the dollar billWhen the town of Chicago diedAnd they talk about it stillWhen a man named Al CaponeTried to make that town his ownAnd he called his gang to warWith the forces of the lawI heard my mama cryI heard her pray the night Chicago diedBrother what a night it really wasBrother what a fight it really wasGlory be!I heard my mama cryI heard her pray the night Chicago diedBrother what a night the people sawBrother what a fight the people sawYes indeed!And the sound of the battle rangThrough the streets of the old east side'Til the last of the hoodlum gangHad surrendered up or diedThere was shouting in the streetAnd the sound of running feetAnd I asked someone who said"'Bout a hundred cops are dead!"I heard my mama cryI heard her pray the night Chicago diedBrother what a night it really wasBrother what a fight it really wasGlory be!I heard my mama cryI heard her pray the night Chicago diedBrother what a night the people sawBrother what a fight the people sawYes indeed!And ther was no sound at allBut the clock upon the wall ......Then the door burst open wideAnd my daddy stepped insideAnd he kissed my mama's faceAnd he brushed her tears awayThe night Chicago died(Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na)The night Chicago diedBrother what a night the people sawBrother what a fight the people sawYes indeed!The night Chicago died(Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na)The night Chicago diedBrother what a night it really wasBrother what a fight it really wasGlory be!The night Chicago died(Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na)The night Chicago diedBrother what a night the people sawBrother what a fight the people sawYes indeed!
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http://meet.msvoice.com/america101/data4/illinois.asfPaper Lace - The night Chicago died Daddy was a cop on the east side of ChicagoBack in the U.S.A. back in the bad old daysIn the heat of a summer nightIn the land of the dollar billWhen the town of Chicago diedAnd they talk about it stillWhen a man named Al CaponeTried to make that town his ownAnd he called his gang to warWith the forces of the lawI heard my mama cryI heard her pray the night Chicago diedBrother what a night it really wasBrother what a fight it really wasGlory be!I heard my mama cryI heard her pray the night Chicago diedBrother what a night the people sawBrother what a fight the people sawYes indeed!And the sound of the battle rangThrough the streets of the old east side'Til the last of the hoodlum gangHad surrendered up or diedThere was shouting in the streetAnd the sound of running feetAnd I asked someone who said"'Bout a hundred cops are dead!"I heard my mama cryI heard her pray the night Chicago diedBrother what a night it really wasBrother what a fight it really wasGlory be!I heard my mama cryI heard her pray the night Chicago diedBrother what a night the people sawBrother what a fight the people sawYes indeed!And ther was no sound at allBut the clock upon the wall ......Then the door burst open wideAnd my daddy stepped insideAnd he kissed my mama's faceAnd he brushed her tears awayThe night Chicago died(Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na)The night Chicago diedBrother what a night the people sawBrother what a fight the people sawYes indeed!The night Chicago died(Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na)The night Chicago diedBrother what a night it really wasBrother what a fight it really wasGlory be!The night Chicago died(Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na)The night Chicago diedBrother what a night the people sawBrother what a fight the people sawYes indeed!