Letras
She is dancing with death in the dollar dress
She is dancing with death in the dollar dress
In the dollar dress
There's a box in an attic in a rundown northern town
A key on a shelf and you can look inside
There's a song that will pick you up and spin you round
A photograph and a letter left behind
Can you prove that you're alive
Do you know where you've been today
It's sewn into the fabric of your lives
Washed and mended, worn away
She is dancing with death in the dollar dress
She is dancing with death in the dollar dress
In the dollar dress
The hooter sounds and the whole town shakes again
A line of ghosts clock out at the factory gate
Cousins sisters and brothers spirited home
Fill the streets and make the traffic wait
Will the flag still fly
If the wind don't blow today
It's sewn into the fabric of your lives
Washed and mended, worn away
She is dancing with death in the dollar dress
She is dancing with death in the dollar dress
In the dollar dress