Your Little Red Dress

Opened a window
And the love flew right out
It followed the money
It could not live without

You went to Texas
Where the wild roses grow
I wanted to follow you there
But you said no

And the talk of the town
Was your little red dress
The talk of the town
Was your little red dress

I have to confess
That I loved you the best

Now I look out that window
On our old solid ground
I know you were searching for something
I guess you found what you found

Down there in Texas
Where the wild roses grow
It tore me to pieces
When I let you go

And the talk of the town
Still your little red dress
The talk of the town
Still your little red dress

I have to confess
That I loved you the best



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