Gun Street Girl
Ton : DEnglish
Intro
Dm
Couplet
DmFalling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all the A7tale.
Well he Dmfell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's dancing in the Birmingham jail;
Dancing in the Birmingham jail.
Couplet
He Dmtook a hundred dollars off a Slaughterhouse Joe
Brought a brand new Michigan A7twenty-gauge.
He got Dmall 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.
Dm A7 Dm
Couplet
He bought a Dmsecond-hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese
And dyed his hair in the bathroom of a A7Texaco.
With a Dmpawnshop radio quarter past four
He left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door
Left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door.
Refrain
I said DmJohn 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.
Couplet
He's Dmsitting in a sycamore in St. John's wood
Soaking day-old bread in keroA7sene.
Well he was Dmblue as a robin's egg and brown as a hog
He's staying out of circulation 'till the dogs get tired
Out of circulation 'til the dogs get tired.
Couplet
DmShadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone
He never get up in the morning on a A7Saturday.
DmSitting 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 boys".
Couplet
Now the Dmrain's like gravel on an old tin roof
Burlington Northern pulling A7out of the world.
Now a Dmhead 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.
Couplet
Well he's Dmriding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge
Hearing the click-clack tapping of a A7blind man's cane.
He was Dmpulling 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.
Couplet
Miss DmCharlotte took her satchel down to King Fish Row
Smuggled in a brand new pair of A7alligator shoes
With her Dmfireman'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.
Refrain
I said DmJohn 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.
Couplet
DmBanging 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.
Refrain
I said DmJohn 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.
Dm