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