Daddy was a cop   On the east side of Chicago   Back in the U S A   Back in the bad old days      In the heat of a summer night   In the land of the dollar bill   When the town of Chicago died   And they talk 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 night Chicago died   Brother what a night it really was   Brother what a fight it really was, glory be      I heard my mama cry   I heard her pray the night Chicago died   Brother what a night the people saw   Brother what a fight the people saw, yes indeed      And the sound of the battle rang   Through the streets of the old east side   'Til the last of the hoodlum gang   Had surrendered up or died      There was shouting in the street   And the sound of running feet   And I asked someone who said   'Bout a hundred cops are dead      I heard my mama cry   I heard her pray the night Chicago died   Brother what a night it really was   Brother what a fight it really was, glory be      I heard my mama cry   I heard her pray the night Chicago died   Brother what a night the people saw   Brother what a fight the people saw, yes indeed      Then there was no sound at all   But the clock upon the wall      Then the door burst open wide   And my daddy stepped inside   And he kissed my mama's face   And he brushed her tears away      The night Chicago died   The night Chicago died   Brother what a night the people saw   Brother what a fight the people saw, yes indeed      The night Chicago died   The night Chicago died   Brother what a night it really was   Brother what a fight it really was, glory be