Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heroin Addict Sister, artist - Elizabeth Cook. Album song Welder, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 10.05.2010
Record label: Thirty One Tigers
Song language: English
Heroin Addict Sister |
She asked for her mama’s bathrobe |
And a pot of potato soup |
She’s gonna dry out this time if it kills her |
She wants the whole family in the loop |
She can outsmart death like a stuntman |
She’s a cat with 99 lives |
She’s my heroin addict sister |
And I’ve known her all my life |
SHE’S MY HEROIN ADDICT SISTER |
AND I HATE TO SEE HER GO |
AND I HATE TO SEE HER HOLDIN ON |
AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE |
She pushes a tiny needle |
It’s like the devil’s DNA |
It takes her somewhere she’s just gotta go |
But can’t afford to stay |
She stripped for a while in Connecticut |
Got married at least 5 times |
Every one of them men was crazy about her |
So she married a couple of em twice |
She’s a certified underwater welder |
She can cook, clean, and crochet |
She can flash a smile from her sweet weary soul |
That’ll melt all your doubts away |
SHE’S MY HEROIN ADDICT SISTER |
AND I HATE TO SEE HER GO |
AND I HATE TO SEE HER HOLDIN ON |
AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE |
She’s high at the homeless shelter |
When she’s had it out with my niece |
She don’t notice the holes in her clothes |
Or perverted Orlando police |
I’ve been so mad I wanted to kill her |
So worried I had to cry |
Such crazy stories I can’t help but laugh |
So scared of when she’s gonna die |
She called outside of Atlanta |
Been dodging them big ole trucks |
Ya know she cleaned up in Tennessee one time before |
She just needs a couple hundred bucks |
And she just needs to be with us |
We all say thank God mama |
Ain’t here to go through it this time |
She’s in heaven telling them Macon County cops |
Better give her baby a ride |
And they got to her just in time |
SHE’S MY HEROINE ADDICT SISTER |
AND I HATE TO SEE HER GO |
AND I HATE TO SEE HER HOLDIN ON |
AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE |
AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE |
ALWAYS AT THE END OF HER ROPE |