Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song the Streets of Miami , by - Allan ShermanRelease date: 08.04.2019
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song the Streets of Miami , by - Allan Shermanthe Streets of Miami |
| As I wandered out |
| On the streets of Miami |
| I said to meinself |
| This is some fancy town |
| I called up mein partner |
| And said, «Hello, Sammy |
| Go pack up your satchel |
| And mosey on down» |
| I got me a bunk |
| In the old Roney Plaza |
| With breakfast and dinner |
| Included of course |
| I caught 40 winks |
| On mein private piazza |
| Then I rented a pinto |
| From Hertz Rent-a-Horse |
| He rented a pinto from Hertz Rent-a-Horse |
| My partner flew down |
| On a non-scheduled airline |
| You never did see |
| Such a pale-looking man |
| I recognized him |
| From his receding hairline |
| He recognized me |
| From mein beautiful tan |
| Twas then that I heard |
| Fighting words from mein partner |
| He said, «Marvin, the Roney is no place to stay |
| I’m going to the Fontainebleau |
| Partner, it’s mod’ner |
| And I’ll charge to the firm 60 dollars a day" |
| He’ll charge to the firm 60 dollars a day |
| I said to him, «Paleface |
| You hanker for trouble |
| With the company checkbook |
| You quick on the draw» |
| He smiled and said, «Stranger |
| For me that goes double |
| Cause west of the Fontainebleau |
| I am the law» |
| Next morning |
| The whole Lincoln road was deserted |
| And somewhere a hi-fi was playing a tune |
| Cause everyone knew |
| Someone’s gonna be murdered |
| In a duel in the sun |
| On the stroke of high noon |
| A duel in the sun at the stroke of high noon |
| I took careful aim |
| With mein trusty revolver |
| The clock in the Fontainebleau |
| Struck 12 o’clock |
| I shot and Sam crumbled |
| Just like a piece halvah |
| And that’s what they called |
| A bad day at Black Rock |
| They came with a posse |
| And took mein sixgun away |
| The crowd was too angry |
| To leave me in jail |
| The sheriff said, «Outlaw |
| I’m gon' let you run away |
| But don’t ever be seen |
| South of Ft. |
| Lauderdale» |
| So now I can never go back to Miami |
| And New York is so cold |
| That a person could die |
| I’d be better off dead |
| Like mein late partner Sammy |
| Cause he’s in that big Fontainebleau in the sky |
| Cause he’s in that big Fontainebleau in the sky! |