Chicago - The Delta Saints

And there’s a home time coming in this big city-town

I got a dollar in my pocket and my feet on the ground

In the morning a fast train gonna take me right down

To the center of the city, and to the center of the town

And when I step off of that train into them streets, I’m gon' say

I got a dollar in my pocket and my feet here to stay

Got a dollar in my pocket, baby

And my feet, my feet on the ground

I got a dollar in my pocket, baby

And my feet on the ground

And here God was a sailor on that ocean so blue

He’d see the world from the water, but his heart would stay true

And he would curse down the waves as they rose and fell

For taking him from his city and from the wind on his shores

And when he step off of that boat onto that dock and kneel and pray

And thank God for not taking his soul away

Got a dollar in my pocket, baby

And my feet on the ground

I got a dollar in my pocket, baby

And my feet on the ground

It seems I’ve been walking now, for years at a time

Come through hell and high water, come through desert and pine

And in these boots I worn down, the miles to the store

Just need a city with broad shoulders where I can later rest my bones

And when I reach that city and from that Market Square

I’ll cry, Thank God for Chicago, and the wind that she bears, yeah!

Got a dollar in my pocket, baby

And my feet on the ground

Got a dollar in my pocket, baby

And my feet on the ground