sweet gene vincent

blue gene baby

skinny white sailor

the chances were slender

the beauties were brief

shall i mourn your decline with some thunderbird wine and a black handkerchief?

i miss your sad virginia whisper

i miss the voice that called my heart

sweet gene vincent

young and old and gone

sweet gene vincent

who

who

who slapped john?

white face

black shirt

white socks

black shoes

black hair

white strat

bled white

died black

sweet gene vincent

let the blue caps roll tonight

at the sock hop ball in the union hall

the bop is their delight

here come duck-tail danny dragging uncanny annie

she's the one with the flying feet

you can break the peace

daddy sickle grease

the beat is reet complete

and the jump-back honey in the dungarees

tight sweater and a pony-tail

will you guess her age when she comes back-stage

the hoodlums bite their nails

black gloves

white frost

black crepe

white lead

white sheet

black knight

jet black

dead white

sweet gene vincent

there's one in every town

and the devil drives 'til the hearse arrives

and you lay that pistol down

sweet gene vincent

with nowhere left to hide

with lazy skin and ashtray eyes

and perforated pride

so farewell

mademoiselle knicker-bocker hotel

goodbye to money owed

but your leg still hurts and you need more shirts

you got to get back on the road