Gibsom Street

Don't go to Gibsom 'cross the river

The Devil is hungry, the Devil is sweet

If you are soft, then you will shiver

They hang the alley cats on Gibsom Street

They hang the alley cats on Gibsom Street

Whoa, Gibsom, Gibsom in the street

I wish my baby were forbidden

I wish that my world be struck by sleet

I wish to keep my mirror hidden

To hide the eyes that looked on Gibsom Street

To hide the eyes that looked on Gibsom Street

Whoa, Gibsom, Gibsom Street

In my sorrow, oh, my mournin'

In my sorrow, oh, my mournin'

In my sorrow, oh, my mournin'

There is a man, he knows where I'm goin', yeah

He gave me a strawberry to eat

I sucked its juices, never knowin'

That I would sleep that night on Gibsom Street