Adrian Krygowski Chicago lyrics

Katherines on the front porch, smoking her last cigarette

Pots on the stove, furnace can't keep on its own

Mamas doing crosswords, dady's in his rocking chair

Let the barn door burn, ring the telegraph/telephone

We built a good life here

A little piece of heaven

Let the blue sky shine

Through God's own nation

Chicago, I've been waiting on a sunrise for way too long

Chicago, I've been waiting on a sunrise for way too long

Corner-store doctor is closing shop on this main street

Butcher's busy carving up a new stock of lamb

They take pride in the weight of their boxed up memories

And leave it all to chance, on a borrowed Uncle Sam

We built a good life here

A little piece of heaven


See the smoke and hear the screams

From the fire-engines

Chicago, I've been waiting on a sunrise for way too long

Chicago, I've been waiting on a sunrise for way too long

Sitting on this park bench, waiting for a train to come

On a city all boarded up on aftermath and these re-writes

They take pride in the weight of their boxed up memories

But it'll be hot one in the old town tonight

Old town tonight

We built a good life here

A little piece of heaven

See the smoke and hear the screams

From the fire-engines

Chicago, I've been waiting on a sunrise for way too long

Chicago, I've been waiting on a sunrise for way too long