Down in the basement of the Blue Note bar
Rust on the iron like a jagged scar
Sunk in the concrete by the cellar door
Heavy as lead on the dirty floor
Hold on tight to the heavy chain
Wash away the salt and the winter rain
Sinking deep where the jazz notes flow
Iron anchor holding the rhythm low
Saxophones screaming through the humid air
Heavy metal resting in a lonely glare
Cigarette ash on a velvet seat
Buried in the belly of a windy street
Hold on tight to the heavy chain
Wash away the salt and the winter rain
Sinking deep where the jazz notes flow
Iron anchor holding the rhythm low
Old men in fedoras sip a bitter brew
Waiting for a melody to start anew
The anchor stays frozen in the frozen grit
While the brassy horn gives a sudden hit
Hold on tight to the heavy chain
Wash away the salt and the winter rain
Sinking deep where the jazz notes flow
Iron anchor holding the rhythm low
Chicago wind howls through a broken pane
Dragging every memory like a heavy train
Iron doesn't move and the rust won't break
Holding every promise that the losers make
Hold on tight to the heavy chain
Wash away the salt and the winter rain
Sinking deep where the jazz notes flow
Iron anchor holding the rhythm low
Deep in the grit
Hold it down tight
Iron and jazz
In the city light
