Windy City - June Tabor

Somewhere in the ether they are talking ship to shore

But the lines that bound an empire do not run here anymore

Hear the hooters calling at the breaking of the day

They call to wake the master, but the master’s gone away

And it’s goodbye, windy city

You widow dressed in black

I’m going someplace warmer

And I’m never coming back

Never coming back

You wore yourself to shadow

Your fingers to the bone

You raised too many children

Now you watch them leaving home

And all your rooms are narrow

All your skies are clouds

Do you know what love really is

Can you say the word out loud

And it’s goodbye, windy city

You widow dressed in black

I’m going someplace warmer

And I’m never coming back

Never coming back

We went to church on Sunday

We wore our Sunday best

We went to work on Monday

The damned just like the blessed

Just like the blessed

Some walk down by the water To see the seagulls cry

You can spend your whole life fishing and watch your day go drifting by

I hear the hooters calling, but I cannot stop or stay

The train is in the station and it’s taking me away

So it’s goodbye, windy city

You widow dressed in black

I’m going someplace warmer

And I’m never coming back

No, never coming back

Yes, it’s goodbye, windy city

You widow dressed in black

I’m going someplace warmer

And I’m never coming back

Never…