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Gun Street Girl by Tom Waits

"Falling James in the Tahoe mud
stick around to tell us all the tale
well he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
and now he`s dancing in the Birmingham jail
dancing in the Birmingham jail

He took a 100 dollars off of a slaughterhouse Joe
Bought a brand new Michigan twenty gauge
He got all liquored up on that roadhouse corn
blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette
a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette

he bought a second hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese
and dyed his hair in the bathroom of a Texaco
with a pawn shop radio quarter past 4
he left Waukegan at the slamming of the door
left Waukegan at the slamming of the door

I said John John he`s long gone
gone to Indiana ain`t never coming home
I said John John he`s long gone
gone to indiana ain`t never coming home

He`s sitting in a sycamore in St. John`s wood
soaking day old bread in kerosene
well he was blue as a robin`s egg and brown as a hog
He`s staying out of circulation till the dogs get tired
out of circulation till the dogs get tired

Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone
He never get up in the morning on a Saturday
sitting by the Erie with a bull whipped dog
telling everyone he saw "he went that-a-way,boys"
telling everyone he saw "he went that-a-way"

now the rain`s like gravel on an old tin roof
and the Burlington Northern pulling out of the world
now a head full of bourbon and the dream in the straw
and a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all
a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all

Well he`s riding in the shadow by the St. Joe`s ridge
hearing the click clack tapping of a blind man`s cane
he was pulling into Baker on New Year`s eve
one eye on a pistol the other on a door
one eye on a pistol the other on a door

Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Fish Row
smuggled in a brand new pair of alligator shoes
with a fireman`s raincoat and her long yellow hair
well they tied her to the tree with a skinny millonaire
they tied her to the tree with a skinny millonaire

I said John John he`s long gone
gone to Indiana ain`t never coming home
I said John John he`s long gone
gone to Indiana ain`t never coming home

banging on a table with an old tin cup
sing I`ll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I`ll never kiss a Gun Street girl again"