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Dwight Yoakam - Murder Ballads - Buenas Noches From a Lonely Room (She Wore Red Dresses)
Murder Ballads
01. Where the Wild Roses Grow
02. Riders on the Storm
03. Cruel Mother
04. Mack the Knife
05. Long Black Veil
06. El Paso
07. Buenas Noches From a Lonely Room (She Wore Red Dresses)
08. I Don’t Like Mondays
09. The Ballad of Hollis Brown
10. Stagger Lee
11. Don’t Take Your Guns to Town
12. 18 and Life
13. Matty Groves
14. Miss Otis Regrets
15. Weila Waila
16. Let Him Dangle
17. John Hardy
18. Black Girl
19. Frankie and Johnnie
20. Sniper
21. Delia’s Gone
22. Banks of the Ohio
23. Railroad Bill
24. Poor Ellen Smith
25. Pretty Polly
26. To Keep My Love Alive
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

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

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...