Street fighting man

He's a hard one yes indeed

Just got in from Houston

Who knows when he'll leave

Made his reputation

In small town southern bars

Everyone respects him

Treats him like a star



Street fighter

Street fighting man

(You got to)

Watch yourself today

While you're on the run

Cover the tracks

That you lay down

Your time is gonna come

(Yes it is)



He's got a lady waiting

Back home in New Orleans

A Louisana sweetheart

They call the Southern Queen

He promised her

They'd settle down

And make a home someday

But he said, "Babe,

You've got to wait awhile.

I've got one last debt to pay."



He met his man at Steeler's Inn

Where they play

Cards for pay

In a flash

Two shots were fired

And one man rode away



The crowd began

To circle him

As he lay there dying

And in the night

He thought he heard

His sweetheart lady crying