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