Sammy Fain & Paul Francis Webster - Just Blew In From The Windy City lyrics

I just blew in from the windy city The windy city is mighty purty But they ain't got what we got No sirree They've got shacks up to seven stories Never see any morning glories But a step from our doorway We got 'em for free They've got those minstrel shows Purty ladies in the big chapeaus Private lawns, public parks For the sake of civic virtue They've got fountains there that squirt you I just blew in from the windy city The windy city is mighty purty But they ain't got what we got I'm tellin' ya, boys We got more life in Deadwood City Than in all of Illinois On the street was a dancin' feller All dressed up in a suit of yeller Aand the dance that he did there Went somethin' like this You should-a seen me a-winder shoppin' A-winder shoppin' with eyes a-poppin' At the sights that you see there, yes sirree Press a bell and a moment later Up you go in an elevator Just as fast as a polecat a-climbin' a tree I heard claim hundreds came To a thing they call a baseball game Cigar stores, revolving doors Men wear sideburns and they oughter 'Cause a haircut costs a quarter I just blew in from the windy city The windy city is mighty purty But they ain't got what we got I'm tellin' ya, boys I ain't a-swappin' half of Deadwood For the whole of Illinois