Black Pistol Fire — Your Turn To Cry

Is there a man who can let His shoes [?] Lord, I've been told Lord, I've been told Step right on up, darlin' It's your turn to cry Step right on up, darlin' It's your turn to cry [?] the one with the golden locks [?] by the way that she walks [?] shakin' like she got them bones Buy me a [?] and a forty-five [?] in a switchblade jive You don't kiss as well as you think Not to worry, 'cause I won't tell a soul Maybe you have I won't make you well [???] [???] [???] [?] in a switchblade jive You don't kiss as well as you think Not to worry, 'cause I won't tell a soul Maybe you have I won't make you well [???] [???] Step right on up, darlin' It's your turn to cry Step right on up, darlin' It's your turn to cry