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I went the subway, to play my guitar

With the Chicago police, I didn't get very far

See, in my left pocket, I had a bag

And nobody liked it when I offered a drag



I said, come on boys, you know you all do it

But the look on their face said, man you just blew it

They took me to the station, took my photograph

And if you ever see it, I bet you'll laugh



They call me Dion 46501

Just the free-wheelin' life of a son of a gun

Come on now boys, I didn't hurt anyone

I singin' Dion 46501



Now back at the station, they gave me a cell

It was stinky, it was junky, it was ugly, it was cold as

Hello, neighbors, howdly-doo

Why does the city of Chicago have a beef with you?



One man said, I mugged an old lady

Another man said, I ain't killed nobody lately

Another man said, I'm the devil, and I'll steal your soul

I said, I'm a musician playin' rock and roll



Singin' Dion 46501

Just the free-wheelin' life of a son of a gun

Come on now boys, I didn't hurt noone

Singin' Dion 46501



Come on, Dion!



Yeah, yeah yeah

Yeah, yeah yeah

Yeah, yeah yeah

Oh...



Late nights, early beers

I play, people cheer

I just do what I do

And I don't think that I'm a-botherin' you



Well they let me out, 'bout a quarter to four

They said, now keep this up Dion and we'll be seein' you some more

On the way home, I lost my way

The city was comin' on the break of day



All the people looked at me with a sneer

They said, what the hell is he doin' here?

I hopped a bus 'bout a quarter to five

And I said to myself, thank God I'm alive!



Singin' Dion 46501

Just the free-wheelin' life of a son of a gun

Come on now boys, I didn't hurt anyone

Singin' Dion 46501



Dion 46501

Dion 46501

Now, now boys, I just havin' fun

Now singin' Dion 46501

Oh, Dion 46501Thanks to sweetashoney529-lyrics@yahoo.com