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

I wish my baby were forbidden

I wish my world be struck by sleet

I wish to keep my mirror hidden

To hide the eyes that looked on gibsom street

In my sorrow, oh my morning

There is a man he knows where I'm going

Gave me a strawberry to eat

I sucked its juices never knowing

That I would sleep that night on gibsom street