Gibsom Street

(Album: New York Tendaberry - 1969)

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 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 morning
In my sorrow, oh my morning
In my sorrow, oh my morning

There is a man he knows where I'm going, yes
He gave me a strawberry
To eat
I sucked its juices never knowing
That I would sleep that night on Gibsom Street