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