Buenas Noches From a Lonely Room (She Wore Red Dresses) Dwight Yoakam She wore red dre[A]sses, with her black shining h[E]air She had my b[B]aby and caused me to c[E]are Then coldly she le[A]ft me, to suffer and [E]cry She wore red dre[B]sses and told such sweet li[E]es [E] [-] [A] [-] [E] [-] [B] [-] [E] I never kn[A]ew him but he took her aw[E]ay And on my knees like a ma[B]dman, for vengeance I pr[E]ayed While the pain and the a[A]nger, destroyed my weak m[E]ind She wore red dres[B]ses, (guitartabs.cc)