Tonart: Bb major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Here I stand, I'm waiting for a train
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Lord, I wish I had lots of money
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That I'd go home on a big jet plane
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But I can't even buy a cup of coffee
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And my spirits, are bending low
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With the wind to my back,
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I stand along the track
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In this cold, windy city of Chicago
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your fingers are colder than snow
And, Lord, I've never been
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where I didn't have a friend
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Till the cold, windy city of Chicago
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In this cold, windy city of Chicago
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Lord, the wind it chills me to the bone
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How a man could feel so
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low and all alone
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In the distance I hear
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And the whistle mourns soft and low
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You can almost hear it say
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Be glad you're on your way
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From this cold, windy city of Chicago
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Your fingers are colder than snow
And Lord, I've never been
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Where I didn't have a friend
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Till the cold, windy city of Chicago
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In this cold, windy city of Chicago
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