Baby Sister

(Shirl Milete) Baby sister what a waste to see you in this place I lose my mind from worrying over you In a bar room filled with people all higher than a steeple But I know why you do the things you do And I curse the man that made you what you are today I hope he dies a thousand times a thousand ways Your eyes are filled with tears, sis lets get out of here Cause I love you baby sister, lets go home And I curse the man that made you what you are today I hope he dies a thousand times a thousand ways Your eyes are filled with tears, sis lets get out of here Cause I love you baby sister, lets go home Cause I love you baby sister, lets go home