The Builders And The Butchers - Black Dresses by The Builders & the Butchers lyrics

Little sister, there's blood on the tracks And a lit cigarette but you're not comin' back To a town that was built on black gold and iron ore And the kettle got hot, and it boiled and it steamed And you can't run away from the worst of your dreams They'll string you up when you're tryin' to fall fast asleep She wore black dresses And she never cried in the morning She's got a bottle in paper So she can forget her name She wore black dresses And she never smiled in the morning She's got a bottle in paper So she can forget her name Well her home town was built by a few greedy men And people tell me she was descended from them She's been playin' in the darkness ever since she was a kid And she doesn't mourn for her man's come and gone She's worn the color of black all along And she was born with a stone where there shoulda been a heart She wore black dresses And she never cried in the morning She's got a bottle in paper So she can forget her name She wore black dresses And she never smiled in the morning She's got a bottle in paper So she can forget her name Did you ever meet a girl who was born the victim of a name? I know, 'cuz 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, 'cuz 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 comin' back To a town that was built on black gold and iron ore She wore black dresses And she never cried in the morning She's got a bottle in paper So she can forget her name She wore black dresses And she never smiled in the morning She's got a bottle in paper So she can forget her name She's got a bottle in paper So she can forget her name She's got a bottle in paper So she can forget her name --- .