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.