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Falling James in the Tahoe mud |
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Stick around to tell us all the tale |
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He fell in love with a Gun Street Girl |
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And now he's danced in the Birmingham jail. |
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Took a 100 dollars off a slaughterhouse Joe |
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Brought a bran' new michigan 20 gauge |
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Got all liquored up on that road house corn, |
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Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette |
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A hole in the hood of a yellow corvette. |
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He brought a second hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese |
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Dyed his hair in the bathroom of Texaco |
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With a pawnshop radio, quarter past 4 |
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Well, he left Waukegan at the slammin' of the door |
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He left Waukegan at the slammin' of the door |
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I said John, John he's long gone |
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Gone to Indiana |
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Ain't never coming home |
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I said John, John he's long gone |
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Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home. |
| [01:36] |
They sitting in a sycamore in St. John's Wood |
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Soaking' day old bread in kerosene |
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He was blue as a robin's egg brown as a hog |
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Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tire |
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Out of circulation till the dogs get tired |
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Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone |
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He never got up in the morning on a Saturday |
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Sittin' by the Erie with a bull whipped dog |
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Tellin' everyone he saw they went thatta way |
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Boy, tellin' everyone he saw they went thatta way. |
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Now the rain's like gravel on old tin roof |
| [02:29] |
And the Burlinton Northern's pullin' out of the world |
| [02:35] |
With a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw. |
| [02:41] |
And a Gun Street Girl was the cause of it all. |
| [02:50] |
Riding in the shadow by the St. Joe Ridge |
| [02:54] |
He heard the click clack tappin' of a blind man's cane |
| [03:00] |
He was pullin' into Baker on New Year's Eve |
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With one eye on the pistol the other on the door, |
| [03:07] |
One eye on the pistol the other on the door. |
| [03:13] |
Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Row |
| [03:17] |
And the smuggled in a bran' new pair of alligator shoes. |
| [03:22] |
With her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair, well |
| [03:28] |
They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire, |
| [03:33] |
Tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire. |
| [03:36] |
I said John, John he's long gone |
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Gone to Indiana ain't never coming home |
| [03:43] |
I said John, John he's long gone |
| [03:48] |
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home. |
| [03:51] |
Bangin' on a table with an old tin cup |
| [03:59] |
Sing I'll never kiss a Gun Street Girl again, |
| [04:02] |
I'll never kiss a Gun Street Girl again. |