Gun shaft city is a ghost town now
So I move back to New Orleans
Where the women wink twice they drink French Spice
The gold on the sidewalk gleams If I were with you and you with me
We wouldn't be in it alone
But the Injuns come, the buffalo run
Looking for a place to roam. The sun was hot the desert dry
The thorny cactus my friend
The vultures are waiting for me to die
When's it gonna end? Gun shaft city is a ghost town now
So I am move back to New Orleans
Where the women wink twice they drink French Spice
The gold on the sidewalk gleams