Sunshine in Chicago

[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