Eddy Arnold - When the wind blows in chicago

^GWell here here I ^D7am in Chi^Gcago All alone near the ^D7place where we ^Gmet As I walk through the ^B7rain the wind ^Cwhispers your ^C7name Oh ^Gwhy won't they ^D7let me for^Gget

Cause ^Cwhen the wind ^D7blows I get ^Glonely And ^Cone day for ^D7sure you will ^Gfind That ^Cthe wind always ^D7blows in ^GChi-^D7ca-^Ggo So I'm ^Clo-ne-ly ^D7most all of the ^Gtime

Well folks they look so ^D7happy here on ^GState Street They don't know that ^D7our love's not the ^Gsame I'm alone in the ^B7crowd with my ^Chopes in the ^C7clouds Cause the ^Gwind just ^D7whispers your ^Gname

Yes ^Cthe wind always ^D7blows in ^GChi-^D7ca-^Ggo So I'm ^Clo-ne-ly ^D7most all of the ^Gtime