The Hitman Blues Band - Miss Catherine lyrics

People talk about a ghost or a haint Slap your leathers on, you're bound to faint Goober dust is gonna show you something there ain't When Miss Catherine comes to town They say she rules down in New Orleans Lovers come in an endless stream In a magic city, they call her the Queen When Miss Catherine comes to town Because her eyes are endless silence And her skin is soft and brown There's a line of men with their souls torn out When Miss Catherine comes to town They say her house is filled with gold A Hand of Glory in a velvet roll Some folks say Miss Catherine don't appear to grow old When Miss Catherine comes to town She's got potions for love, potions for hate She got Johnny co*keroo to set you straight You can walk the swamp to see her, but most folks wait 'Till Miss Catherine comes to town Because her eyes are endless silence And her skin is soft and brown There's a line of men with their hearts torn out When Miss Catherine comes to town I used to love her, and she loved me But I was foolish with my company Lord, she left me shattered as a man can be When Miss Catherine came to town A woman born with a veil on her face Won't take the trouble to bear a disgrace Learn from this poor wretch who wears a thorny crown When Miss Catherine comes to town