Gibsom Street Lyrics by Billy Childs
Don’t go to Gibsom cross the river
The devil is hungry
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Don’t go to Gibsom cross the river
The devil is hungry
Where is your woman?
Gone to Spanish Harlem
Been on a train
Baby did you hear the whistle blow?
Stay
Just for a moment
New York tendaberry
Blue berry
Super summer sugar coppin’
In the mornin’
I’m not scared of dying
And I don’t really care
Come on people
Come on children
Market in the cool white morning
Merchants sell as ladies buy