Night Chicago Died Paper Lace (#1 in 1974)

My daddy was a cop on the east side of Chicago
Back in the U.S.A. back in the bad old days
 
In the heat of a summer night, In the land of the dollar bill
When the town of Chicago died, And they talk about it still
When a man named Al Capone, Tried to make that town his own
And he called his gang to war, With the forces of the law
 
    I heard my mama cry, I heard her pray the night Chicago died
    Brother what a night it really was,
    Brother what a fight it really was, Glory be!
    I heard my mama cry, I heard her pray the night Chicago died
    Brother what a night the people saw
    Brother what a fight the people saw
    Yes indeed!

 
And the sound of the battle rang, Through the streets of the old east side
'Til the last of the hoodlum gang, Had surrendered up or died
There was shouting in the street, And the sound of running feet
And I asked someone who said, "'Bout a hundred cops are dead!" 
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And ther was no sound at all
But the clock upon the wall
Then the door burst open wide
And my daddy stepped inside
And he kissed my mama's face
And he brushed her tears away
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