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    Gun Street Girl

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    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 hundred dollars off a slaughterhouse joe

    Brought a brand new michigan twenty-gauge

    He got all liquored up on that road house 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 pawnshop radio, quarter past four

    He left for waukegan at the slamming of the door

    Left for 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 'til the dogs get tired

    Out of circulation 'til 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, "they went that-a-way, boys"

    Telling everyone he saw, "they 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 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

     

    Well he's riding in the shadow by the st. joe ridge

    Hearing the click-clack tapping of a blind man's cane

    He was pulling into baker on a new year's eve

    One eye on a pistol and the other on the door

    One eye on a pistol and the other on the door

     

    Miss charlotte took her satchel down to king fish row

    Smuggled in a brand new pair of alligator shoes

    With her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair

    Well they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire

    They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire

     

    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 the 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

     

    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

    Mounties Pics

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    You ar e-poseurs, you wish you had the relaxed beginner mind of those you ridicule.

     

    Be sure and bring your freakiness on March 10 at Seattle Mountaineers, or your Choada-Boy anger, or your monty pythonesque aisle-climbing, wirlwind suggested PBR's as pro, cuz climbers will HANG ONTO THOSE!!! yellaf.gif

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