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October eighteen seventy one that's when this great big fire begun |
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The Windy City was a ball of flame and O'Leary's cow was the one to blame |
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The fire men fought for days on end |
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They could fight the fire but they couldn't fight the wind |
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The wind fanned the flames and it started again and nobody knew if it ever would end |
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(She kicked up her heels with out a hint kicked the lantern over and away she went |
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The world couldn't help but be amazed) how one little cow started such a blaze |
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The rich and the poor were both alike fightin' and prayin' for their life |
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Then at last the Lord looked down and he sent a little rain to the windy town |
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October eighteen seventy one... |
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(She kicked up her heels... |
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The after math was a sight to see the loss of life and property |
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The people said it was a shame but O'Lear'y's cow still caught the blame |
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(She kicked up her heels... |
