Streets of Pocatello

I was born on a bad luck day By the old railroad station Mama and Daddy taught me to pray But I never wanted salvation Oh the Devil clapped me on the back
 When I was nigh thirteen Dyed my eyes from blue to black And he made me hard and mean Better get back on that train boys 
If you know what’s good for thee You’ll get much more than you bargained for When you tangle with me When you tangle with me Mama cried when Daddy tried 
To beat the Devil from my bones They prayed for God to be my guide
 But my heart had turned to stone In the old train yard I took ‘em down 
In ones and twos and threes And every tough that came to town 
Learned better than to mess with me Better get back on that train boys 
If you know what’s good for thee You’ll get much more than you bargained for
 When you tangle with me When you tangle with me When Uncle Sam said he wanted me
 I took the first train down the track And ended up in Normandy
 With a rifle on my back Left Jerry on that bloody shore When the cap said give ‘em hell Took down a score but I wanted more Even when them Jerries fell Better get back on that train boys 
If you know what’s good for thee You’ll get much more than you bargained for 
When you tangle with me When you tangle with me Came home with a chest full of brass 
And a slug stuck in my side Holed up in the bottom of a glass And a-spoiling for a fight I’ll take you on ’til my last breath With fist or bottle or blade And when I shake the hand of Death They’ll carve this on my grave Better get back on that train boys 
If you know what’s good for thee You’ll get much more than you bargained for When you tangle with me When you tangle with me