Love Is A Loaded Pistol

Billie crept softly

into my waking arms

warm like a sip of sour mash

Strange fruit for

a sweet hunk trash

Panic at the stage door of

Carnegie Hall

Famous Jazz Singer Gone AWOL

Must have left the building

body and soul

On the creaky piano stool tonight

as the moon is my only witness

She was breathing in my ear

This time it's love

But love is a loaded pistol

By daybreak she's gone

Over the frozen river,home

Me and Johnny Walker

See in the new age alone

Stormy weather crept the moon tonight

Billie,time,time is a wily trickster

Still an echo in my heart says

This time it's <650,-155000,0>love