Windy City

Written by Sid Griffin

There's four photographs of her on the wall

There's a fifth going up as well

Perhaps if I put enough of 'em up

One of them will speak and tell

Me of the love that lies within

Of the hope that maybe when

We're together once again

Hand in glove until the end

Windy City, blow my baby back to me

I can see her standing there one hundred years from now

Living on cheques and memories slow and greyer how

We'll look to all our young grandkids

Laughing over what we did

And asking 'bout our wedding day

I'll just smile and turn away

Windy City, blow my baby back to me

When the sun falls towards the orient

And the mountains slide in view

Where the seagulls glide so gracefully

And the ocean rest pale blue

When the colours turns to calico

And the leaves turn crisp will you let me know

Since I'm the one who needs you so

Phone a kiss 'cause the mail's too slow

Windy City, blow my baby back to me

I wish I may, I wish I might

Hold my baby close tonight

I wish I may, I wish I might

Sleep with my baby tonight

Published by Coal Train Tunes/Bug Music Ltd