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She wore red dresses with her black shining hair
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She had my baby and caused me to care
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Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry
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She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies
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I never knew him but he took her away
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And on my knees like a madman for vengeance I prayed
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While the pain and the anger destroyed my weak mind
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She wore red dresses and left the wounded behind
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I searched til I found them, then I cursed at the sight
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Of their sleeping shadows in the cold neon light
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In the dark morning silence I placed the gun to her head
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She wore red dresses, but now she lay dead
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Buenas Noches From A Lonely Room (She Wore Red Dre
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Dwight Yoakam |