Shivaree
"Arlington Girl"


She does raindances
When she's feeling dry
North train track woman
Got her arms in the sky

And she's moving to Arlington
As soon as she can
She got blood in her eye
Stones in her sky and she walks like a man

Arlington girl
Arlington girl

She says she does
Does all she pleases
Dancing on tomb stones
Black dirt and old bones
Some say that she's hangin'
Just waiting around
For Jesus

She does raindances
And she knows the score
All the back alley banjo boys
Lie down and die on the floor

Sewing stories for Romans
On yellows and blues
Expensive suites and dirty teeth
There sand in her shoes

Arlington girl
Arlington girl

She says she does
Does all she pleases
Now she's dancing on tomb stones
Black dirt and old bones
Some say she's hanging
Just waiting around
For Jesus

Insatiable sins
Sometimes they turn out all right
But only cursed girls have this blessing of foresight
So to stop herself from going insane
She rinses her soul off
Down in the cold