Fannin Street (Waits Tom)

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 But I took that silent stare through the guilded door The desire to have much more, all the glitter and the roar, I know this is 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.