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

Blue rain