Death On A One Way Street

pleases my love don, t cry a tear
for i, m dying in the street so near,
i was told to fight and die,
thats the way of my life
, i, m a mobster true to death,
fighting crime lords like the rest,
but now i, m shot and dying so,
let me die in peace you no,
for this is the way of a mobster life,
dying in the streets every night,
i, m cold my love as cold as clay,
my face is pale as white as powder,
now it time to die no coward,
for this is my life i say,
let me die a mobster way

by sammy schoonover

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