Early in the mornin' 'Til the rising of the moon Summer is here again On the south side of ChicagoLand Of cards and dice and pubs I sing Oh of cards and dice and pubs I sing Oh of all of my favorite things Early in the mornin' 'Til the rising of the moon There is no rest for a troubled mind In these tough economic times The rich stay rich and we stay poor Oh the rich stay rich and we stay poor And we will forever more Early in the mornin' 'Til the rising of the moon