Dwight Yoakam - Buenas noches from a lonely room she wore red dresses

She wore red dre^Asses, with her black shining h^Eair She had my b^Baby and caused me to c^Eare Then coldly she le^Aft me, to suffer and ^Ecry She wore red dre^Bsses and told such sweet li^Ees

I never kn^Aew him but he took her aw^Eay And on my knees like a ma^Bdman, for vengeance I pr^Eayed While the pain and the a^Anger, destroyed my weak m^Eind She wore red dres^Bses, and left the wounded be^Ehind

I searched till I fo^Aund them, then I cursed at the si^Eght Of their sleeping sh^Badows, in the cold neon li^Eght In the dark morning si^Alence, I placed the gun to her h^Eead She wore red dr^Besses, but now she lay d^Eead