Oh You Chicago Oh You New York 1910

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 5Jan2025
2025

In a great big Western town,
there are men of some renown
and Chicago wears a crown,
for her girls are pretty .
On an island in the East,
just to see it is a feast,
pretty girls are not the least,
in good old New York City.

Oh you Chicago.
Oh you New York
how do you like the traffic
in our rail road yards and
beauty of our boulevards,
I don't want to mention
our stock yards of pork.
I'm glad that you did
Now does your city take a pride
in leading pigs to homicide
or is it a custom or
is it a trade?
It's just a bus'ness deal
for ev'ry little porker
helps to fatten some New Yorker.
Mine is a plumpness pork chops
never made, Oh you New York.
Oh you Chicago.

Oh you Chicago.
Oh you New York
Can you tell why some foreigners
are satisfied to reach New York
and there reside.
Their eyes are not open,
they don't know our talk.
As soon as they learn
to pronounce Chicago,
they don't rest until
they're in the Middle West,
Chicago don't brag much
her people don't blow.
If they don't blow,
then it is certainly a pity
that it's called the windy city.
Mine is the big town
you just watch it grow.
Oh you New York.
Oh you Chicago.

Foreigners who visit here,
hold Chicago very dear,
when they leave they're full of cheer,
That's the way we treat them,
you will find that when they're full,
from your city they will pull,
we just fill them up with bull,
most ev'ry time we meet them,

Oh you Chicago.
Oh you New York
how do you like the traffic
in our rail road yards and
beauty of our boulevards,
I don't want to mention
our stock yards of pork.
I'm glad that you did
Now does your city take a pride
in leading pigs to homicide
or is it a custom or
is it a trade?
It's just a bus'ness deal
for ev'ry little porker
helps to fatten some New Yorker.
Mine is a plumpness pork chops
never made, Oh you New York.
Oh you Chicago.

Oh you Chicago.
Oh you New York
Can you tell why some foreigners
are satisfied to reach New York
and there reside.
Their eyes are not open,
they don't know our talk.
As soon as they learn
to pronounce Chicago,
they don't rest until
they're in the Middle West,
Chicago don't brag much
her people don't blow.
If they don't blow,
then it is certainly a pity
that it's called the windy city.
Mine is the big town
you just watch it grow.
Oh you New York.
Oh you Chicago.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Oh You Chicago Oh You New York 1910
From "The Happiest Night Of His Life"
Lyrics by Junie McCree
Music by Albert Von Tilzer
© MCMX by The York Music Co.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 5 January 2025 at 15.30
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James Pitt-Payne