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little sister there's blood on the tracks
and a lit cigarette but you're not coming back
to a town that was built on black gold and iron hearts

and the kettle got hot and it boiled and it steamed
and you can't run away from the worst of your dreams
we'll string you up when you're trying to fall fast asleep

she wore black dresses
(black dresses)
and she never cried in the morning
she's got a bottle and a paper
so she can forget her name

she wore black dresses
(black dresses)
and she never smiled in the morning
she's got a bottle and a paper
so she can forget her name

well her hometown was built by a few greedy men
people tell me she was descended from them
she's a claim in the darkness ever since she was a kid

and she doesn't mourn for a man's come and gone
she's worn the color of black all along
she was born with a stone where there shoulda been a heart

and she wore black dresses
(black dresses)
and she never cried in the morning
she's got a bottle and a paper
so she can forget her name

she wore black dresses
(black dresses)
and she never smiled in the morning
she's got a bottle and a paper
so she can forget her name

did you ever meet a girl who was born the victim of a name?
i know 'cause i'm a boy who was born the victim of a name
did you ever meet a girl who was born the victim of a name?
i know 'cause i'm a boy who was born the victim of a name

little sister there's blood on the tracks
and a lit cigarette but you're not coming back
to a town that was built on black gold and iron hearts

she wore black dresses
(black dresses)
and she never cried in the morning
she's got a bottle and a paper
so she can forget her name

she wore black dresses
(black dresses)
and she never smiled in the morning
she's got a bottle and a paper
so she can forget her name
she's got a bottle and a paper
so she can forget her name
she's got a bottle and a paper
so she can forget her name

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