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Black Dresses 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.

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The Builders and the Butchers consist of:
Ryan Sollee: vocals/guitar
Harvey Tumbleson: mandolin/banjo
Ray Rude: percussion
Justin Baier: percussion
Willy Kunkle: bass


Info taken from CDbaby.com: Ryan Sollee: “I moved toPortland in the fall of 2003 from Alaska with my band at the time The Born Losers, which played rockandroll/punk. After playing a ton of shows and a bit of touring with a lot of expectation it was time to try something new. During my time playing in the Losers I started a project on the side called the McGovern Goldwater Ticket playing with my good friend from Alaska Brendon Price. At this time I was writing a lot of country and blues songs, Brendon introduced me to older blues and gospel artists, as well as giving me a lot of feedback on my own songs. This is where the first Builders and Butchers songs came from, the very first being Bringin' Home the Rain. At this time I also became friends with Adrienne Hatkin who's band Autopilot I was a huge fan of. Adrienne and I started playing together and we had an idea for starting a funeral band that played death themed songs. I wrote quite a few songs during this time, Spanish Death Song, Slowed Down Trip to Hell and Find Me In the Air. One day in September of 2005 I was at the home of Alex Ellis and Ray Rude and I played them the songs Adrienne and I were working on, Alex had an acoustic bass and Ray joined in on organ, I think Harvey was over and he had borrowed a Mandolin from Adrienne, Paul joined us the very next time we practiced, and that was the band. We practiced a few times and played our first shows on the Halloween weekend of 2005. Unlike the Born Losers the Builders and the Butchers started with no expectations and when after the first few shows people were singing along and responding to the band I was totally suprised. A lot of our first shows were played downtown outside of bars and clubs. One of our first shows was playing outside of the Bob Log III show at Sabalas. In the spring of 2006 Adrienne left the band to concentrate more on Autopilot, but still plays with the Builders on occassion. Analisa Tornfelt, a longtime friend from Alaska also joins us playing violin on the occasional show and practice.” Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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