Dillinger Eyes

I found honest work and lord knows I tried
I found honest work and lord knows I tried
Robbed a bank and ran from the fuzz
They asked the teller just who I was
She said «I don’t know, but he had John Dillinger’s eyes!»
For five long years I was wanted by the FBI
For five long years I was wanted by the FBI
I was shooting pool at the hall
Saw my poster up on the wall
«Ain't that you? You got John Dillinger’s eyes!»
I caught one in my chest and two in my thigh
I caught one in my chest and two in my thigh
I saw a man rush to my side
Took a photograph as I died
And all because I was born with John Dillinger’s eyes!
That newspaper man won the Pulitzer Prize
That newspaper man won the Pulitzer Prize
He keeps it by his bed on a shelf
But one thing that he’ll never tell
Every day he thanks god for those John Dillinger’s eyes!