Samstag, 13. Februar 2010

Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room


She wore red dresses with her black shining hair
She had my baby and caused me to care

Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry
'Cause, She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies


[Instrumental]

I never knew him but he took her away
And on my knees like a madman for vengeance I prayed

While the pain and the anger destroyed my weak mind
She wore red dresses and left the wounded behind

[Instrumental]

I searched 'til I found them, then I cursed at the sight
Of their sleeping shadows in the cold neon light

In the dark morning silence I placed the gun to her head
'Cause, She wore red dresses, but now she lay dead...

[Instrumental]

... She wore red dresses ...

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