Christmas In Chicago - Leon Russell

Well, I woke up this morning, the snow was falling on the ground

Yes, I woke up this morning, the snow was falling on the ground

And it’s Christmas in Chicago and my baby can’t be found

If they find me in a snow drift with a bottle in my hand

They might find me in a snow drift with a bottle in my hand

Cause my baby left with Santa when he put that diamond on her hand

Well, I’m gonna leave this town tomorrow, gonna pack my sack and go

I’m gonna leave this town tomorrow, gonna pack my sack and go

Well, it’s Christmas in Chicago, it’s the coldest place I know