Sometimes when I´m walking down this lonely street,
Well, it sure don´t seem like twenty years,
Since I went walking down this lonely street
And the smell of perfumed ladies filled the air

This street ain´t got no name, dead end is in the river,
And I lived where I hated life day by day,
There wasn´t nothing I could do to shake a cold night shiver,
´Cause to move up Lonely Street you had to have some say

Gambling is bad luck down on Lonely Street
And it sure ain´t no place to be when a man gets sore
You know I killed a man and I paid all I can,
With twenty years on a chain gang,
For the flesh and the blood on that jailhouse floor

Sometimes when I´m walking down this lonely street
I get caught up in a dream that won´t let me go
And as the bright lights flash up and down this lonely street
My mind rolls back the years long time ago

I see my baby stumblin´ around with tears in her eyes
And as I reach out for her she falls on the floor
She mumbles through bloody lips about a bad man, robber, raper,
And in my gut I know I got one to score

The word was comin´ down, down on Lonely Street
That the bad man was a dead man if he crossed my trail
Every night I´d walk up and down this Lonely Street
I get stinkin´ drunk, and always in jail,
One night they threw me in with a man they called the mangler
He was caught on the street makin´ some old whore,
I remember he was quite proud of that,
So half-crazed I shot him,
And I cried in the blood on that jailhouse floor.