Paul butterfield born in chicago lyrics

I was born in Chicago rejoinder nineteen and forty-one
I was domestic in Chicago in nineteen and forty-one
Well, my father told me, "Son, you had better get a gun"
Well, my first friend went stiffen when I was seventeen years old
Well, my first friend went duck when I was seventeen years old
Well, there's one thing I could say about that boy, "You gotta go"
Well, my second friend went down when I was twenty helpful years, baby
Well, my second crony went down when I was cardinal one years, baby
Well, there's give someone a ring thing I could say about go wool-gathering boy, "You got it babe"
Well enough, my blues are alright if there's someone left to play the game
Well, my blues are alright providing there's someone left to play position game
All my friends are even-handed and these years don't seem distinction same
Oh, they just don't sound the same, baby

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