Chords for The Night Chicago Died
Tempo:
114.9 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
Dm
E
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C]
[E]
[C]
[F] [E] [Cm]
[Bb] Old Zuccona, on the east side of [Dm] Chicago, back in the S.A., back in the bad old days.
In the heat of a summer night, [G] in the land of the [C] dollar bill, when the town of [Dm] Chicago
died, [G]
and they talk [C] 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 [Dm] night Chicago died.
[G]
Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really [C] was.
Glory, peace.
I heard my mama cry.
I heard her pray the [Dm] night Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people [C] saw.
Yes, indeed.
[Dm] And the sound of the battle rang [G] through the streets of the old [C] east side, till the last
of the [Dm] hoodlum gang [G]
surrendered up [C] or died.
They were shouting in the street, and the sound of running feet.
And I asked someone [D] who said, [G] about a hundred [C] cops are dead.
I heard my mama cry.
I heard her pray the night [Dm] Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really was.
[C]
Glory, peace.
I heard my mama cry.
I heard her pray the night [Dm] Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people [C] saw.
Yes, indeed.
Then there was no [Dm] sound at all.
[G] With the clock upon [C] the wall.
Then the door [Dm] burst open wide, [G] and my daddy stepped [C] inside.
And he kissed my [Dm] mama's face, [G] and he brushed her [C] tears away.
The night Chicago died.
[E] No, no, no.
[Dm]
The night Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people saw.
[C] Yes, indeed.
The night Chicago died.
[Em] No, no.
[Dm]
The night Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really was.
[C] Glory, peace.
The night Chicago died.
[Em] [D] [Dm]
[G]
[E]
[C]
[F] [E] [Cm]
[Bb] Old Zuccona, on the east side of [Dm] Chicago, back in the S.A., back in the bad old days.
In the heat of a summer night, [G] in the land of the [C] dollar bill, when the town of [Dm] Chicago
died, [G]
and they talk [C] 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 [Dm] night Chicago died.
[G]
Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really [C] was.
Glory, peace.
I heard my mama cry.
I heard her pray the [Dm] night Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people [C] saw.
Yes, indeed.
[Dm] And the sound of the battle rang [G] through the streets of the old [C] east side, till the last
of the [Dm] hoodlum gang [G]
surrendered up [C] or died.
They were shouting in the street, and the sound of running feet.
And I asked someone [D] who said, [G] about a hundred [C] cops are dead.
I heard my mama cry.
I heard her pray the night [Dm] Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really was.
[C]
Glory, peace.
I heard my mama cry.
I heard her pray the night [Dm] Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people [C] saw.
Yes, indeed.
Then there was no [Dm] sound at all.
[G] With the clock upon [C] the wall.
Then the door [Dm] burst open wide, [G] and my daddy stepped [C] inside.
And he kissed my [Dm] mama's face, [G] and he brushed her [C] tears away.
The night Chicago died.
[E] No, no, no.
[Dm]
The night Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people saw.
[C] Yes, indeed.
The night Chicago died.
[Em] No, no.
[Dm]
The night Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really was.
[C] Glory, peace.
The night Chicago died.
[Em] [D] [Dm]
[G]
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [E] _ [Cm] _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ Old Zuccona, on the east side of [Dm] Chicago, back in the S.A., back in the bad old days.
_ In the heat of a summer night, _ _ [G] _ in the land of the [C] dollar bill, _ _ _ when the town of [Dm] Chicago
died, _ [G] _
and they talk [C] 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 [Dm] night Chicago _ died.
_ _ _ _ [G]
Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really [C] was.
Glory, _ peace.
I heard my mama cry.
I heard her pray the [Dm] night Chicago _ died.
_ _ _ [G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people [C] saw.
Yes, indeed.
_ _ [Dm] And the sound of the battle rang _ _ [G] _ through the streets of the old [C] east _ side, _ till the last
of the [Dm] hoodlum _ _ gang [G] _
surrendered up [C] or died.
They were shouting in the street, and the sound of running feet.
And I asked someone [D] who said, [G] about a hundred [C] cops are dead.
I heard my mama cry.
_ I heard her pray the night [Dm] Chicago _ died.
_ _ _ [G] Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really was.
[C]
Glory, peace.
I heard my mama cry.
I heard her pray the night [Dm] Chicago _ died.
_ _ _ [G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people [C] saw.
Yes, indeed.
_ _ Then there was no [Dm] sound at _ all.
[G] _ _ With the clock upon [C] the wall.
_ _ _ Then the door [Dm] burst open wide, [G] and my daddy stepped [C] inside.
And he kissed my [Dm] mama's face, [G] and he brushed her [C] tears away.
The night Chicago died.
[E] No, no, no.
[Dm] _
The _ night Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people saw.
[C] Yes, indeed.
The night Chicago died.
[Em] No, no.
_ [Dm] _
_ _ The night Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really was.
[C] _ Glory, peace.
The night Chicago died.
_ [Em] _ _ [D] _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [E] _ [Cm] _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ Old Zuccona, on the east side of [Dm] Chicago, back in the S.A., back in the bad old days.
_ In the heat of a summer night, _ _ [G] _ in the land of the [C] dollar bill, _ _ _ when the town of [Dm] Chicago
died, _ [G] _
and they talk [C] 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 [Dm] night Chicago _ died.
_ _ _ _ [G]
Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really [C] was.
Glory, _ peace.
I heard my mama cry.
I heard her pray the [Dm] night Chicago _ died.
_ _ _ [G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people [C] saw.
Yes, indeed.
_ _ [Dm] And the sound of the battle rang _ _ [G] _ through the streets of the old [C] east _ side, _ till the last
of the [Dm] hoodlum _ _ gang [G] _
surrendered up [C] or died.
They were shouting in the street, and the sound of running feet.
And I asked someone [D] who said, [G] about a hundred [C] cops are dead.
I heard my mama cry.
_ I heard her pray the night [Dm] Chicago _ died.
_ _ _ [G] Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really was.
[C]
Glory, peace.
I heard my mama cry.
I heard her pray the night [Dm] Chicago _ died.
_ _ _ [G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people [C] saw.
Yes, indeed.
_ _ Then there was no [Dm] sound at _ all.
[G] _ _ With the clock upon [C] the wall.
_ _ _ Then the door [Dm] burst open wide, [G] and my daddy stepped [C] inside.
And he kissed my [Dm] mama's face, [G] and he brushed her [C] tears away.
The night Chicago died.
[E] No, no, no.
[Dm] _
The _ night Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night the people saw.
Brother, what a fight the people saw.
[C] Yes, indeed.
The night Chicago died.
[Em] No, no.
_ [Dm] _
_ _ The night Chicago died.
[G] Brother, what a night it really was.
Brother, what a fight it really was.
[C] _ Glory, peace.
The night Chicago died.
_ [Em] _ _ [D] _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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