The Panther

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Born on the Mississippi river by the
 middle hobo jungle
A gypsy angel at the age of seven 
learned how to hustle
Fifteen years and no harvest moon
Then Evangelene when she was doin' 
the tune

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And she's a panther runnin' from 
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the hunter
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And a gypsy violin turns her into 
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a dancer, into a dancer
Drive downtown where her grandfather
 sits upon his porch swin
He plays a Cajun fiddle while he 
does the jig around a jug of whiskey
Said "... don't take a ride with 
that silk shirt man
He'll end up doin' you wrong ... 
Evangelene ..."
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Now he's a hunter, and you should be
 a panther
You gotta run through the moonlight 
down by the river he can't catch her

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But the rain came on Sunday mornin' 
as she walked out the door
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Down the dirt path to the church 
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on the corner by the river
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She saw the man standing there 
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who asked her out for a little ride
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To his home, there on the 
Mississippi

Captain James don't you think I'm a 
little bit young now
I could learn to wear a gambler's 
suit ... I could put you out
Want to see the streets of New 
Orleans
You'll be the number one Malado 
queen

He turned this hunter into a panther
When he asked the question  she 
didn't have an answer
He was a hunter and she became a 
panther
In the pale moon, river bed he's 
never gonna catch her

He's the hunter ... she's the 
panther
Her father's from the only money ...
 and I'm gonna meet him down there
This "House of the Rising Sun" ... I
 want to get away from here
You're a panther ... I'm a hunter 
...

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