Tom Waits - Fannin Street by Olof ytterman(at)gmail(dot)com 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