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