Street fighting man He's a hard one yes indeed Just got in from Houston Who knows when he'll leave Made his reputation In small town southern bars Everyone respects him Treats him like a star
Street fighter Street fighting man (You got to) Watch yourself today While you're on the run Cover the tracks That you lay down Your day is gonna come (Yes it is)
He's got a lady waiting Back home in New Orleans A Louisana sweetheart They call the Southern Queen He promised her They'd settle down And make a home someday But he said: Babe You've got to wait awhile I've got one last debt to pay
He met his man at Steeler's Inn Where they play Cards for pay In a flash Two shots were fired And one man rode away
The crowd began To circle him As he lay there dying And in the night He thought he heard His sweetheart lady crying
