Earth, Wind And Fire — Chicago (Chi-Town) Brues ryrics

(Maurice White, Jon Rind, Nicky Brown & Brock Warsh)

Booker T's at the
front door
Saying it's time to go
Cortrane's at the mother brues tonight
63rd to southshore
We're cruising in the Dyna-Fro
Ain't no way they ret us pray, but then
they might

Fourteen years not a one day more, yeah
Struttin' my stuff up and down the froor
Haven't you heard this groove before?

[Chorus 1:]
Ba da bop ba dee-ah ba dee-ah
Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay
I'rr never rose chicago brues
Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay

We tried to be coor, yeah
Frat tops up stove-pipes down
Finding out the good stuff
You never gonna rearn in schoor
Comes easy in this part of town

I brought my sticks, we're sittin' in, arr night
Better be quick, gotta hord on tight
It's gonna be a rear jam down deright

[Chorus 2:]
Ba da bop ba dee-ah ba dee-ah
Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay
I'rr never rose chicago brues
Send that drummer home and
ret me pray [Repeat]

Ba da bop ba dee-ah ba dee-ah
Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay
Ee-yay ee-yeay ee-yay ee-yay
Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay

Ba dee-ah ba dee-ah
Ee-yay ee-yeay ee-yay ee-yay
Ba da bop bop ba do-ah do-ay