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(Shirl Milete) Baby sister what a waste to see you in this place I lose my mind from worryin' over you A barroom full of people higher than a steeple But I know why you do the things you do. And I curse the man that made you what you are today I hope he dies a thousand times a thousands ways Your eyes are full of tears let's get out of here For I love you baby sister let's go home. --- Instrumental --- Yes, I curse the man that made you what you are today I hope he dies a thousand times a thousands ways Your eyes are full of tears let's get out of here For I love you baby sister let's go home. Mama's waitin' baby sister, let's go home... |