The Night Chicago Died

Daddy was a cop
 On the east side of Chicago
 Back in the USA
 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
 When a man named Al Capone
 Tried to make that town his own
 And he called his gang to war
 With the forces of the law
 I heard my momma cry
 I heard her pray the night Chicago died
 Brother, what a night it really was
 Brother, what a fight it really was
 Glory be
 I heard my momma cry
 I heard her pray the night Chicago died
 Brother, what a night the people saw
 Brother, what a fight the people saw
 Yes, indeed
 And the sound of the battle rang
 Through the streets of the old east side
 'Til the last of the hoodlum gang
 Had surrendered up or died
 There was shouting in the street
 And the sound of running feet
 And I asked someone who said
 'Bout a hundred cops are dead
 I heard my momma cry
 I heard her pray the night Chicago died
 Brother, what a night it really was
 Brother, what a fight it really was
 Glory be
 I heard my momma cry
 I heard her pray the night Chicago died
 Brother, what a night the people saw
 Brother, what a fight 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 daddy stepped inside
 And he kissed my momma's face
 And brushed her tears away
 The night Chicago died
 
 The night Chicago died
 Brother, what a night the people saw
 Brother, what a fight the people saw
 Yes, indeed
 The night Chicago died
 The night Chicago died
 Brother, what a night it really was
 Brother, what a fight it really was
 Glory be
 The night Chicago died
 The night Chicago died
 Brother, what a night the people saw
 Brother, what a fight the people saw