---

Oh sister, oh sister, why do you love him
Well he treats ya, he treats ya like a dog in a pen
And he beats ya, he beats ya but soon I'll be beating him
And I'll wind up in prison like so many other men

Oh I remember, I remember a day when I was ten
It was December, late December when Santy Claus walked in
And we both sat in his lap, and we made our Christmas wish
And thinking of a man laying his hands on that girl makes me sick

And I've been thinking long, oh long and hard
And I've been thinking long, oh all day long
Then ya shotgun's blast, gonna be the last thing he ever saw

Come on, sissy come home, lay your burdens down
And you'll groan, yes I know, set your pride aside for now
And I know you're feeling lonely, I know you're feeling scared
I'll be back in November just to let you know I'm there

And I've been thinking long, Oh long and hard
And I've been thinking long, Oh all day long
Then ya shotgun's blast, gonna be the last thing he ever saw

Oh sister, oh sister, why do you love him
Well he treats ya, he treats ya like a dog in a pen
And he beats ya, he beats ya but soon I'll be beating him
And I'll wind up in prison like so many other men

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.