Chicago (chi-town) Blues

Maurice white, jon lind, nicky brown & brock walsh





Booker t's at the front door

Saying it's time to go

Coltrane's at the mother blues tonight

63rd to southshore

We're cruising in the dyna-flo

Ain't no way they let us play, but then

They might



Fourteen years not a one day more, yeah

Struttin' my stuff up and down the floor

Haven't you heard this groove before?



Chorus 1:

Ba da bop ba dee-ah ba dee-ah

Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay

I'll never lose chicago blues

Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay



We tried to be cool, yeah

Flat tops up stove-pipes down

Finding out the good stuff

You never gonna learn in school

Comes easy in this part of town



I brought my sticks, we're sittin' in, all night

Better be quick, gotta hold on tight

It's gonna be a real jam down delight



Chorus 2:

Ba da bop ba dee-ah ba dee-ah

Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay

I'll never lose chicago blues

Send that drummer home and

Let me play (repeat)



Ba da bop ba dee-ah ba dee-ah

Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay

Ee-yay ee-yeay ee-yay ee-yay

Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay



Ba dee-ah ba dee-ah

Ee-yay ee-yeay ee-yay ee-yay

Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay






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