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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lou Rawls
Lou Rawls
Performer
Freddie Hill
Freddie Hill
Trumpet
Tony Terran
Tony Terran
Trumpet
Teddy Edwards
Teddy Edwards
Saxophone
Jimmy Bond
Jimmy Bond
Bass
Jim Horn
Jim Horn
Saxophone
Gerald Wiggins
Gerald Wiggins
Piano
Barney Kessel
Barney Kessel
Guitar
Earl Palmer
Earl Palmer
Drums
Hidle Brown Barnum
Hidle Brown Barnum
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lou Rawls
Lou Rawls
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Axelrod
David Axelrod
Producer
Evren Goknar
Evren Goknar
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

I was born in a city the called the 'Windy City' And they call it the 'Windy City' because of the 'Hawk'. All mighty Hawk Talking about Mr. Wind kind of mean around winter time I happen to live on a street that was a dead-end street There was nothing to block or buffer the wind, the elements Keep them from knocking my pad down, Jim I mean really socking it to me And the boiler would bust and the heat was gone I would have to get fully dressed before I could go the bed Put everything on but my goulashes cause they had buckles on them And my folks didn't play that said don't you be getting up in there with Buckles on them goulashes and tear up my bed clothes but I was fortunate As soon as I was big enough to get a job save me enough money to buy me a ticket I split I got myself together now so I'm going back there to see about it see if it's still the same I just wanted to tell you about it, you know it's all right They say this is a big rich town I live in the poorest part I was raised on a dead-end street in a city without a heart I learned to fight before I was six only way I could get along But when you're raised on a dead-end street you have to be tough and strong Now all the guys are always getting in trouble that the way it's always been But when the odds are all against you how can you win I'm gonna push my way out of here ever thou I can't say when But I'm gonna get off of this dead-end street and I ain't never gonna coma back again I'm gonna push my way out of here ever thou I can't say when But I'm gonna get off of this dead-end street And I ain't never gonna come back to live here again Never, No I ain't gonna come back here to live on this dead-end street no more Cause I'm gonna get me a job, I'm gonna save my dough Get away from here you-all, I ain't gonna come back no more Not ever, dead-end street I tired of breaking my back gonna start using my mind Tired of working all of the time I say there's trouble down there I say there's trouble down there I say there's trouble down there yeah Down off a dead-end street Down off a dead-end street
Writer(s): David Axelrod, Ben Raleigh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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