Lyrics Sin City - Gillian Welch
I
walked
from
Dallas
with
a
pistol
in
my
hand
I
walked
from
Dallas
with
a
pistol
in
my
hand
I
walked
from
Dallas
with
a
pistol
in
my
hand
Now
I
feel
like
a
natural
man
Been
good
'til
now
But
I'm
going
down
to
Sin
City
Two
hundred
dollars
and
a
pair
of
mohair
slacks
Two
hundred
dollars
and
a
pair
of
mohair
slacks
Two
hundred
dollars
and
a
pair
of
slacks
That's
all
I'm
taking
when
I
get
the
tracks
Been
good
'til
now
But
I'm
going
down
to
Sin
City
So
don't
call
my
number,
'cause
I
hate
to
hear
it
ring
Don't
call
my
number,
'cause
I
hate
to
hear
it
ring
Don't
call
my
number,
'cause
I
hate
the
ring
I
know
it's
trouble
if
it's
anything
I've
been
good
'til
now
But
I'm
going
down
to
Sin
City
I've
been
good
'til
now
But
I'm
going
down
to
Sin
City
(down
to
Sin
City)
I've
been
good
'til
now
But
I'm
going
down
to
Sin
City
(oh,
Sin
City)
I
been
good
'til
now
But
I'm
going
down
You're
gonna
miss
me,
darling
When
I'm
not
around
Been
good
'til
now
But
I'm
going
down
to
Sin
City
Sin
City
1 Sin City
2 Turn It Up
3 Strangers Again
4 What Can I Do
5 Make Me Down A Pallet On Your Floor
6 City Girl
7 How’s About You
8 Changing Ground
9 If I Ain’t Going To Heaven
10 Peace In The Valley
11 Cowboy Rides Away
12 There's A First Time For Everything
13 Wanted Man
14 Put Your Foot Upon The Path
15 Garden Of Love
16 Streets Of St. Paul
17 One Little Song
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