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The Night Chicago Died - Paper Lace


Daddy was a cop on the east side of Chicago Back in the U.S.A. back in the bad old days ³ªÀÇ ¾Æ¹öÁö´Â ³ª»Û ¿¾ ½ÃÀý¿¡ ¹Ì±¹ÀÇ ½ÃÄ«°í½Ã µ¿ÂÊ¿¡ ±Ù¹«ÇÏ´Â °æÂûÀ̾ú¾î¿ä In the heat of a summer night In the land of the dollar bill When the town of Chicago died And they talk about it still ¿©¸§¹ãÀÇ ¿­±â¼Ó¿¡¼­ ´Þ·¯ÀÇ ³ª¶ó¿¡¼­ ½ÃÄ«°í ¸¶À»ÀÌ Á×¾úÀ» ¶§ »ç¶÷µéÀº ±×°Í¿¡ °üÇØ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ¸»ÇØ¿ä When a man named Al Capone Tried to make that town his own And he called his gang to war With the forces of the law ¾ËÄ«Æ÷³×¶ó°í ºÒ¸®¿ì´Â »ç¶÷ÀÌ ±× ¸¶À»À» ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ °ÍÀ¸·Î ¸¸µé·Á ³ë·ÂÇß¾î¿ä ±×¸®°í ±×´Â ±×ÀÇ °»µé¿¡°Ô °ø±Ç·Â°úÀÇ ÀüÀïÀ» ¸íÇÏ¿´¾î¿ä I heard my mama cry I heard her pray the night Chicago died Brother what a night it really was Brother what a fight it really was Glory be! ³ª´Â ¾î¸Ó´Ï°¡ ¿ì´Â ¼Ò¸®¸¦ µé¾ú¾î¿ä ³­ ±×³à°¡ ½ÃÄ«°í°¡ Á×¾ú´Ù°í ±âµµÇÏ´Â°É µé¾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ Á¤¸»·Î ´ë´ÜÇÑ ¹ãÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ Á¤¸»·Î ´ë´ÜÇÑ ½Î¿òÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ÃູÀÌ Àֱ⸦ I heard my mama cry I heard her pray the night Chicago died Brother what a night the people saw Brother what a fight the people saw Yes indeed! ³ª´Â ¾î¸Ó´Ï°¡ ¿ì´Â ¼Ò¸®¸¦ µé¾ú¾î¿ä ³­ ±×³à°¡ ½ÃÄ«°í°¡ Á×¾ú´Ù°í ±âµµÇÏ´Â°É µé¾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ Á¤¸»·Î ´ë´ÜÇÑ ¹ãÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ Á¤¸»·Î ´ë´ÜÇÑ ½Î¿òÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿¹ Á¤¸»·Î¿ä And the sound of the battle rang Through the streets of the old east side 'Til the last of the hoodlum gang Had surrendered up or died There was shouting in the street And the sound of running feet And I asked someone who said "'Bout a hundred cops are dead!" ¿¾ µ¿ÂÊ ºÎºÐÀÇ °Å¸®¸¦ ÅëÇØ¼­ ÀüÅõÀÇ ¼Ò¸®°¡ ¿ï·È¾î¿ä °»ÀÇ ¸¶Áö¸· ÇÑ»ç¶÷ÀÌ Ç׺¹Çϰųª Á×À»¶§±îÁö °Å¸®¿¡¼­´Â °íÇÔ¼Ò¸®¿Í ´Þ¸®´Â ¹ßÀÚ¿í ¼Ò±â¶ó µé·Á¿Ô¾î¿ä ³ª´Â ¾î¶² »ç¶÷¿¡°Ô ¹°¾ú´Âµ¥ ±×´Â "¾à ¹é¿©¸íÀÇ °æÂû°üÀÌ Á×¾ú´Ù"°í ¸»Çß¾î¿ä I heard my mama cry I heard her pray the night Chicago died Brother what a night it really was Brother what a fight it really was Glory be! ³ª´Â ¾î¸Ó´Ï°¡ ¿ì´Â ¼Ò¸®¸¦ µé¾ú¾î¿ä ³­ ±×³à°¡ ½ÃÄ«°í°¡ Á×¾ú´Ù°í ±âµµÇÏ´Â°É µé¾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ Á¤¸»·Î ´ë´ÜÇÑ ¹ãÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ Á¤¸»·Î ´ë´ÜÇÑ ½Î¿òÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ÃູÀÌ Àֱ⸦ I heard my mama cry I heard her pray the night Chicago died Brother what a night the people saw Brother what a fight the people saw Yes indeed! ³ª´Â ¾î¸Ó´Ï°¡ ¿ì´Â ¼Ò¸®¸¦ µé¾ú¾î¿ä ³­ ±×³à°¡ ½ÃÄ«°í°¡ Á×¾ú´Ù°í ±âµµÇÏ´Â°É µé¾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ Á¤¸»·Î ´ë´ÜÇÑ ¹ãÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ Á¤¸»·Î ´ë´ÜÇÑ ½Î¿òÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿¹ Á¤¸»·Î¿ä And ther was no sound at all But the clock upon the wall ... Then the door burst open wide And my daddy stepped inside And he kissed my mama's face And he brushed her tears away º®ÀÌ ½Ã°è¿Ü¿¡´Â ¾Æ¹« ¼Ò¸®µµ µé¸®Áö ¾Ê¾Ò¾î¿ä ±× ¶§¿¡ ¹®ÀÌ È°Â¦ ¿­¸®°í ¾Æ¹öÁö°¡ µé¾î¿À¼Ì¾î¿ä ±×¸®°í ±×´Â ¾î¸Ó´Ï ¾ó±¼¿¡ Ű½º¸¦ ÇÏ°í ±×³àÀÇ ´«¹°À» ÈÉÃÄ ³»¾ú¾î¿ä The night Chicago died (Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na) The night Chicago died Brother what a night the people saw Brother what a fight the people saw Yes indeed! ½ÃÄ«°í°¡ Á×´ø¹ã ½ÃÄ«°í°¡ Á×´ø¹ã ¿©·¯ºÐ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ º¸¾Ò´ø ´ë´ÜÇÑ ¹ãÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ º¸¾Ò´ø ´ë´ÜÇÑ ½Î¿òÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿¹ Á¤¸»·Î¿ä The night Chicago died (Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na) The night Chicago died Brother what a night it really was Brother what a fight it really was Glory be! ½ÃÄ«°í°¡ Á×´ø¹ã ½ÃÄ«°í°¡ Á×´ø¹ã ¿©·¯ºÐ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ º¸¾Ò´ø ´ë´ÜÇÑ ¹ãÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ º¸¾Ò´ø ´ë´ÜÇÑ ½Î¿òÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ÃູÀÌ Àֱ⸦! The night Chicago died (Na-na na, na-na-na, na-na-na) The night Chicago died Brother what a night the people saw Brother what a fight the people saw Yes indeed! ½ÃÄ«°í°¡ Á×´ø¹ã ½ÃÄ«°í°¡ Á×´ø¹ã ¿©·¯ºÐ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ º¸¾Ò´ø ´ë´ÜÇÑ ¹ãÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿©·¯ºÐ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ º¸¾Ò´ø ´ë´ÜÇÑ ½Î¿òÀ̾ú¾î¿ä ¿¹ .. Á¤¸»·Î¿ä ~~~

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