Gun Street Girl

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Falling James in the Tahoe mud Stick around and tell the tale He fell in love with a gun street girl Now, He's dancing in the Birmingham Jail He's dancing in the Birmingham Jail [Verse 2] Took a hundred dollars off slaughterhouse Joe Bought a brand new Michigan twenty guase He got all liquored up on that old house corn Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette A hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette [Verse 3] On a secondhand Nova off a Cuban Chinese Dried his hands in the bathroom of a Texaco With a pawnshop radio, Quarter past four He lеft Waukegan at the slammin' of the door Hе left Waukegan at the slammin' of the door [Bridge] I said John, John he's long gone Probably Indiana ain't never coming home I said John, John he's long gone Probably Indiana ain't never coming home [Verse 4] Now the rain's like gravel on an old tin roof And the Burlington Northerns pullin' out of this world With a head full of bourbon And a 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 [Verse 5] Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Fish Row And she smuggled in a [?] new pair of alligator shoes With a fireman's raincoat and a long yellow hat They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire [Refrain] I said John, John he's long gone Probably Indiana ain't never coming home I said John, John he's long gone Probably Indiana ain't never coming home I said John, John he's long gone Probably Indiana ain't never coming home I said John, John he's long gone Probably Indiana ain't never coming home