Billy's Band - Gunstreet girl | Текст песни

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• Billy's Band
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Falling James(2) in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all the tale
Well he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette

John, John, he's long gone
Well he's gone to Indiana, he ain't never coming home
John, John, he's long gone
Well he's gone to Indiana, he ain't never coming home

Well he took a hundred dollars off a slaughterhouse Joe(4)
Bought a brand new Michigan twenty-gauge
He got all liquored up(5) on the road house corn(6)
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette(7)
A hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette

John, John, is long gone
Why he's gone to Indiana, he ain't never coming home
John, John, is long gone
Why he's gone to Indiana, he ain't never coming home

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
They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire

John, John, he's long gone
Why he's gone to Indiana, he ain't never coming home
John, John, he's long gone
Why he's gone to Indiana, he ain't never coming home

John, John
John, John
My papa was a rollin' stone
My papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he hung he said was his home
When he died all he left us was alone
John, John
John, John
John, John

Now I was banging on a table with an old tin cup
Sing I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I will never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I will never kiss a Gun Street girl again
John, John
John, John
John, John
John, John
John, John
John, John
John, John