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 that my world be struck by sleet
I wish to keep my mirror hidden
To hide the eyes that looked on Gibsom Street...
There is a man he knows where I'm going
He gave me a strawberry to eat
I sucked its juices never knowing
That I would sleep that night on Gibsom Street