I**got the surprise the, surprise of my life I
had to stop and stare I
saw a man dancing with his own wife And
you will never guess where Chicago
Chicago, That
toddlin' town the, toddlin' town Chicago
Chicago, I'll
show you around I, love it Bet
your bottom dollar you lose the blues In
Chicago Chicago, The
town that Billy Sunday could not shut down On
State Street that, great street I
just wanna stay I, just wanna stay They
do things they don't do on Broadway say, They
have the time the, time of their life I
saw a man who danced with his wife In
Chicago Chicago, Chicago
Chica-ar-ar-ar-ar-ago, Free
and easy town brassy, breezy, town Chicago
Chica-ar-ar-go, Let
me cool my heels ri-ight down at Marshall Field Come
and walk with me along the lake To
the great hollar and hoot all, through the loop Shout
how-now to Mrs O'Leary's cow No
she-she life, is peachy Chicago
we'll, meat at the pump room Ambassador, East To
say the least on, shish kabab And
best of squad we will see and, yet please Don't
tell me sin is rampant and rife Think
of that man who danced with his wife In
Chicago Chi-ca-go-o, I'm
in this city What
a wonderful windy - time
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Chicago Lyrics

Judy Garland – Chicago Lyrics

Songwriters: Fred Fisher
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