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