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Lou RawlsDead End Street

I was born in a city that they call
The Windy City
And they call it the Windy City because of the Hawk
The Hawk
The Almighty Hawk
Mister Wind
Takes care of plenty business
'Round winter time
The place that I lived in
Was on a street that uh
Happened to be one of the dead end streets
Where there was nothing to block
The wind the elements
Nothing to buffer them for me
To keep 'em
From knockin' my bed down d'y'hea'm
I mean really sockin' it to me
When the boiler would bust and the heat was gone d'y'hea'm
I had to get fully dressed before I could go to bed
Course I couldn't put on my goulashes 'cause they had buckles on 'em
And my folks didn't play that
They said don't you tear up my bed clothes wit' dem boot hushies on
But I was fortunate
Soon as I was big enough to get a job and save enough money
Get a ticket
Catch anything I split
And I said one day I'm 'onna return
And I'm gonna straighten it all out
And I'm 'bout ready to go back now
So I thought I'd tell you about it
Ah they say this is a big rich town
But I live in the poorest part
I know I'm on a dead end street
In a city without a heart
I learned to fight before I was six
The only way I could get along
When you're raised on a dead end street
You've gotta be tough and strong
Now all the guys I know gettin' in trouble
That's how it's always been
When the odds are all against you
How can you win
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Ah Lord 'n' now yeah
I'm gonna push my way out of here
Even though I can't say when
But I'm gonna get off of this dead end street
And I ain't never gonna come back again
Never
No no no
Oh now Lord
Again now yeah
I'm gonna push my way out of here
Even though I can't say when
But I'm gonna get off of this dead end street
And I ain't gonna never come back again
No no no
I ain't gonna come back to this dead end street no more
No
'Cause I'm gonna get me a job
I'm gonna save my dough
Get away from here
I ain't gonna come back no more
I'm tired of a dead end street
I want to get out in the world and learn something
Tired of breakin' my back
I want to start usin' my mind
I was born in a city that they call
The Windy City
And they call it the Windy City because of the Hawk
The Hawk
The Almighty Hawk
Mister Wind
Takes care of plenty business
'Round winter time
The place that I lived in
Was on a street that uh
Happened to be one of the dead end streets
Where there was nothing to block
The wind the elements
Nothing to buffer them for me
To keep 'em
From knockin' my bed down d'y'hea'm
I mean really sockin' it to me
When the boiler would bust and the heat was gone d'y'hea'm
I had to get fully dressed before I could go to bed
Course I couldn't put on my goulashes 'cause they had buckles on 'em
And my folks didn't play that
They said don't you tear up my bed clothes wit' dem boot hushies on
But I was fortunate
Soon as I was big enough to get a job and save enough money
Get a ticket
Catch anything I split
And I said one day I'm 'onna return
And I'm gonna straighten it all out
And I'm 'bout ready to go back now
So I thought I'd tell you about it
Ah they say this is a big rich town
But I live in the poorest part
I know I'm on a dead end street
In a city without a heart
I learned to fight before I was six
The only way I could get along
When you're raised on a dead end street
You've gotta be tough and strong
Now all the guys I know gettin' in trouble
That's how it's always been
When the odds are all against you
How can you win
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Ah Lord 'n' now yeah
I'm gonna push my way out of here
Even though I can't say when
But I'm gonna get off of this dead end street
And I ain't never gonna come back again
Never
No no no
Oh now Lord
Again now yeah
I'm gonna push my way out of here
Even though I can't say when
But I'm gonna get off of this dead end street
And I ain't gonna never come back again
No no no
I ain't gonna come back to this dead end street no more
No
'Cause I'm gonna get me a job
I'm gonna save my dough
Get away from here
I ain't gonna come back no more
I'm tired of a dead end street
I want to get out in the world and learn something
Tired of breakin' my back
I want to start usin' my mind

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