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

She wore red dre^Fsses, with her black shining h^Cair She had my b^Gaby and caused me to c^Care Then coldly she le^Fft me, to suffer and ^Ccry She wore red dre^Gsses and told such sweet li^Ces

I never kn^Few him but he took her aw^Cay And on my knees like a ma^Gdman, for vengeance I pr^Cayed While the pain and the a^Fnger, destroyed my weak m^Cind She wore red dres^Gses, and left the wounded be^Chind

I searched till I fo^Fund them, then I cursed at the si^Cght Of their sleeping sh^Gadows, in the cold neon li^Cght In the dark morning si^Flence, I placed the gun to her h^Cead She wore red dr^Gesses, but now she lay d^Cead