Lyrics:

I was born in Chicago in nineteen and fifty-one
I was born in Chicago in nineteen and fifty-one
Well, my father told me, 'Son, you had better get a gun'

Well, my first friend went down when I was seventeen years old
Well, my first friend went down when I was seventeen years old
Well, there's one thing I could say about that boy, 'You gotta go'

Well, my second friend went down when I was twenty one years, baby
Well, my second friend went down when I was twenty one years, baby
Well, there's one thing I could say about that boy, 'You got it babe'

Well, my blues are alright if there's someone left to play the game
Well, my blues are alright if there's someone left to play the game
Well my rules are alright if there's someone left to play the game.
Oh, they just don't seem the same, baby