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Black Dresses

The Builders And The Butchers
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
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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Readable chord sheet for Black Dresses by The Builders And The Butchers

[A]Little sister, there's blood on the tracks,
[D]And a lit cigarette but you're not comin' back,
[C]To a town that was built on [E]black gold and iron ore[A].

[A]And the kettle got hot, and it boiled and it steamed,
[D]And you can't run away from the worst of your dreams,
[C]They'll string you up when you're [E]tryin' to fall fast aslee[A]p.

[A]She wore black dresses [black dresses]
[D]And she never cried in the morning.
[C]She's got a bottle in paper
[E]So she can forget her [A]name.
[A]She wore black dresses [black dresses]
[D]And she never smiled in the morning.
[C]She's got a bottle in paper
[E]So she can forget her [A]name.

[A]Well her home town was built by a few greedy men,
[D]And people tell me she was descended from them.
[C]She's been playin' in the darkness [E]ever since she was a [A]kid.

[A]And she doesn't mourn for her man's come and gone,
[D]She's worn the color of black all along,
[C]And she was born with a [E]stone where there shoulda been a [A]heart.

[A]She wore black dresses [black dresses]
[D]And she never cried in the morning.
[C]She's got a bottle in paper
[E]So she can forget her [A]name.
[A]She wore black dresses [black dresses]
[D]And she never smiled in the morning.
[C]She's got a bottle in paper
[E]So she can forget her [A]name.

[D]Did you ever meet a [A]girl who was born the [E]victim of a [A]name?
[D]I know, 'cuz I'm a [A]boy who was born the [E]victim of a [A]name.
[D]Did you ever meet a [A]girl who was born the [E]victim of a [A]name?
[D]I know, 'cuz I'm a [A]boy who was born the [E]victim of a [D]name.

[A]Little sister, there's blood on the tracks,
[D]And a lit cigarette but you're not comin' back,
[C]To a town that was built on [E]black gold and iron or[A]e.

[A]She wore black dresses
[D]And she never cried in the morning.
[C]She's got a bottle in paper
[E]So she can forget her [A]name.
[A]She wore black dresses
[D]And she never smiled in the morning.
[C]She's got a bottle in paper
[E]So she can forget her [A]name.

[C]She's got a bottle in paper
[E]So she can forget her [A]name.
[C]She's got a bottle in paper
[E]So she can forget her [A]name...

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