Out On Gin

Bless you girl for the way you sin

Up and down and out on gin

You lost your way but you found my door

Now your lying here on my hard wood floor

Bless you

Bless you

You love the gutter for the tales it owns

Every time you lose your daddy's home

In a city-shack where the stories roam

Dance and sing or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

I find you there all eyes and smiles

Tired and worn after miles and miles

The streets are black and I track you down

To take you home to your daddy's town

Bless you

Bless you

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Oh, bless you girl for the way you sin

Up and down and out on gin

You lost your way and you found my door

Now you're drowning in my hard wood floor

Bless you

Bless you

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Sing and dance or you turn to stone

Bless you girl for the way you sin

Up and down and out on gin

You lost your way but you found my door

Now you drowning me on my hard wood floor