The kids are right, the kids are wrong
(Ollie, ollie)
Pound your chest and sing this song
(Ollie, ollie)
To my right, my left, the ollie kids call
(Ollie, ollie)
Come weak, come strong, come one come all
(Ollie, ollie)
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
It doesn't mean a thing to me, go
This city's ours not a fashion club
(Ollie, ollie)
The will to stand runs through our blood
(Ollie, ollie)
In the pits of life, we're all the same
(Ollie, ollie)
This is our family despite our names
(Ollie, ollie)
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
It doesn't mean a thing to me, go
It doesn't mean a thing
From Archer Ave to the scum of the lake
(Woah)
This fist full of knuckles got a world to shake
(Woah)
These kids are strong never stuck in a rut
(Woah)
When they do there's just a swift kick in the gut
(Woah)
I'll never fear a pistol crack
(Woah)
'Cause the ollie kids always got my back
(Woah)
These city streets are under our boots
(Woah)
With Chicago our home, Chicago our roots
(Woah)
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
Ollie, ollie, oxen free
Man, it means some thing to me, go