| Violet Steele (Stacy Grubb, Fiddle Fudd, BMI) When Violet Steele was a little bitty girl With hair as yellow as the sun Her mama taught her how to sew a pretty dress And her daddy showed her how to shoot a gun When Violet was just 12 years old Her mama and daddy died She left her home with Mama's needle and thread And her daddy's .45 CHORUS: Don't turn your back on a yellow-haired girl With satin flowers sewn into her dress For a dime she'll mend that hole in your heart For your wallet, she'll shoot you dead By the time Violet Steele was seventeen She could charm any lonesome man They'd take a coin from their pockets as she twirled her dress To hide the pistol in her hand She'd beckon them to follow her down back alley streets And not one ever turned her down They always wore a smile as they turned to leave That didn't fade when she gunned them down (Repeat Chorus) Now, Violet wasn't bad, she used the only things she had To make it in a cold, cold world If her daddy could've known, he would've taught her to hoe corn Back when she was a little girl (Repeat Chorus) |
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