Blues in the Windy City

Chicago, Chicago, where the wind never sleeps, Hard workin' hands and secrets we keep, Every dawn is a battle, every dusk a relief, In this town, it's survival or grief. Pennies earning the dime, sweat earning the bread, Nights of laughter, days filled with dread. The blues speak a tale, in tune we all heave, In Chicago, we fight, we love, we believe. Victories come small, but they taste so sweet, Beneath the stars we find our beat. Chicago, oh Chicago, in your blues we confide, In this life of twists and turns, you're our steady ride. {end}