If You Ever Go To Houston

Lyrics: Bob Dylan, Robert Hunter
Music: Bob Dylan

If you ever go to Houston, better walk right
Keep your hands in your pockets and your gun belt tight
You'll be asking for trouble if you�re looking for a fight
If you ever go to Houston, boy you better walk right

If you're ever down there, on back near Lamar
You better watch out for the man with the shining star
Better know where you're going, or stay where you are
If you�re ever down there, on back near Lamar

Well I know these streets, I�ve been here before
I nearly got killed here during the Mexican War
Something always keeps me coming back for more
I know these streets, I�ve been here before

If you ever go to Dallas, say hello to Mary Ann
Say I�m still looking along the trigger, hanging on the best I can
If you see her sister Lucy, say I�m sorry I�m not there
Tell her other sister Nancy to pray the sinner's prayer

I gotta restless fever burnin' in my brain
Gotta keep right forward, can�t spoil the game
The same way I�ll leave here will be the way that I came
Gotta restless fever burnin' in my brain

Mister policeman, can you help me find my gal?
Last time I saw her was at the Magnolia Motel
If you help me find her, you can be my pal
Mister policeman, can you help me find my gal?

If you ever go to Austin, Fort Worth or San Antone
Find the barrooms I got lost in and send my memories home
Put my tears in a bottle screw the top on tight
If you ever go to Houston, buddy you�d better walk right