Gibsom Street Lyrics - Map To The Treasure: Reimagining Laura Nyro - Billy Childs

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 

They hang the alley cats on Gibsom street 

Gibsom, 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 

To hide the eyes that looked on Gibsom street 

Gibsom, Gibsom street 

In my sorrow oh my morning 

In my sorrow oh my morning 

In my sorrow oh my morning 

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