[Verse 1]
Pulling my guitar out of its green velvet case
A hundred setlists staring at my face
And a note from a fan is stiff and yellow
And a notice of inspection from Air Canada
[Verse 2]
Sitting at the Days Inn Hotel, Chicago
Room 222, with the ceiling fan low
And I just got in the door from Ontario
And I'm going home tomorrow
[Verse 3]
I took a walk down to Lincoln Avenue
Got myself a foot massage and a manicure, too
And I looked up at the marquee and hey, it was my name
Next to Julie Holland, think that was her name
[Verse 4]
Sunshine in Chicago makes me think about my dad
It was eight or nine siblings I am told that he had
When the summertime came his parents put him on a bus
And sent him to his uncles in Chicago for three months
[Verse 5]
Sunshine in Chicago makes me feel pretty sad
My band played here a lot in the '90s, when we had
Lots of female fans and fuck, they all were cute
Now I just sign posters for guys in tennis shoes
[Verse 6]
Tomorrow I'll get up at a quarter after nine
No itching or burning like I got the other time
My back it fucking hurts but otherwise I'm fine
[Outro]
Sunshine in Chicago
Sunshine in Chicago
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