05 Talking 'Bout Chicago

Well I've been places
Where time were so bad
You know that cotton was ashamed to grow
But here in Chicago
You can hustle a dollar
Depending on who you know
Well it's cold & it's dirty
That's why I'll always roam
But I'll never desert it
Talking 'bout Chicago
It's my home
If you're out here scuffling
Pack up your guitar
Meet you at a tavern
Tavern or a bar
Find a guy with a bass
And one who plays drums
Talking 'bout money
You can always get some
Well it's cold. . .
You gotta play good
You gotta have a groove
If you do it like that
You sure can't lose
If you don't have soul
It don't mean a thing
'Cause here in Chicago
You're going down the drain
Well it's cold. . .