THERE'LL ALWAYS BE CHICAGO
Words and music
By Ann Hampton Callaway
1. When I fly into Chicago
Touching down to where my life began
To the place my eyes were opened
My childhood mem'ry caravan
I hear that silver skyline calling
By the sapphire lake I used to roam
And something fills my heart with wonder
It's the simple joy of being home
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This is where I learned to speak, to crawl
To climb, to fall, to pray
This is where my father gave me dreams
And my mother sang each day
2. So, no matter where I'm living
Or what distant port my world might be
I know there'll always be Chicago
Deep inside the heart of me
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