Tom Waits - Fannin Street
by Olof
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If you play along with the song it doesn't really sound correct, but it fits with the
I, and probably you, sing it, so give it a try.
There's a crooked street in Houston town
It's a well born path I've traveled down
Now there's ruin in my name, I wish I never got off the train
I wished I'd listened to the words you said
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
You'll be lost and never found
You can never turn around
Don't go down
to Fannin Street
Once I held you in my arms, I was sure
And I took that silent step through the gilded door
The desire to have much more, all the glitter and the roar
Now I know just where the sidewalk ends
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
You'll be lost and never found
You can never turn around
Don't go down to Fannin Street
When I was young I thought only of getting out
I said goodbye to my street, goodbye to my house
Give a man gin, give a man cards, give an inch he takes a yard
And I rue the day that I stepped off this train
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
You'll be lost and never found
You can never turn around
Don't go down to Fannin Street