Pulling my guitar out of its green velvet case
 A hundred settlers staring at my face
 And a note from a fan estan young
 And the note is on an inspection from air Canada
 
 Sitting at the Days Inn Hotel Chicago
 Room 222 with the ceiling fan on low
 And I just got in the door from Ontario
 And I'm going home tomorrow
 
 I took a walk down Lincoln Avenue
 Got myself a foot massage and a manicure too
 And I Looked up at the marquee and hey was my name 
 Next to Julie Holland, think that was her name
 
 Sunshine in Chicago makes me think about my dad
 It was eight or nine siblings that I'm told that he had
 When the summertime came his parents put him on a bus
 And sent him to his uncles in Chicago for three months
 
 Sunshine in Chicago makes me sad
 My band played here a lot in the nineties when we had
 A lot of female fans and fuck they all were cute
 Now I just sign posters for guys in tennis shoes
 
 Tomorrow I'll get up at a quarter after nine
 No itching or burning like I got the other time
 My back it fucking hurts but otherwise I'm fine
 Sunshine in Chicago
 Sunshine in Chicago