Midnight in The Windy City - Canvas

Midnight in the Windy City Midnight comes alive in this city so grand In the Windy City, I take my last stand City lights burning so bright Cannot be exchanged for a night I can hear the clacking of glass Dance music plays through the night It's a humble romp in kind As the hustling free-style never die People coming and going, it never ends I huddle close in the wind The night… filled with sparkling stars Midnight in The Windy City to one and all AI Louis Armstrong