Tytuł: Buenos noches from a lonely room

• Wykonawca: Dwight Yoakam
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   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
  She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies
  
  I never knew him but he took her away
  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 till 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
  She wore red dresses, but now she lay dead