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