Put on your muddy boots

Baby, down on Main Street

Where the assassin shoots

Ya, in a rock and roll beat

Where Gypsy dancers dance

And roll the night away

Where cowboy figures ride

Ya, just to fade away



They say they're listening

But they aint even trying

They're the blood that's glistening

Glistening down on the vine

Beneath the Floodline

Beneath the Floodline



Little girl you're oh so cruel

I know a Gypsy says it's true

I got more money than your daddy's got

And I just want to make love to you

We need a night, baby

Out past the dead end signs

Down past the little creek

Out where the river winds

Beneath the Floodline

Beneath the Floodline