Christmas in Chicago

[Verse 1]
Well, I woke up this morning, the snow was falling on the ground
Yes, I woke up this morning, the snow was falling on the ground
And it's Christmas in Chicago and my baby can't be found

[Verse 2]
If they find me in a snow drift with a bottle in my hand
They might find me in a snow drift with a bottle in my hand
Cause my baby left with Santa when he put that diamond on her hand

[Solo]

[Verse 3]
Well, I'm gonna leave this town tomorrow, gonna pack my sack and go
I'm gonna leave this town tomorrow, gonna pack my sack and go
Well, it's Christmas in Chicago, it's the coldest place I know