Key: G
Introduction: G Dm
C Dm
She wears her cross like a tattoo
C Dm
She needs identity just like you
C
Life has treated her just as hard
G Dm
Playing house in her own backyard
C Dm
Now don't be looking for one to fall
C Dm
You know she fell a long time ago
C
Watch her riding, rising high
G Am
In the ringside rodeo
G
Daisy-chain chandelier like a rosary
Am G C
And wildwood wallpaper sloping down on me
Am G
Dreams of patent leather on a Saturday night
Am G C Dm
Wake up on Sunday with the birds at daylight
G
Who knows the voices in her head
Dm G Dm
A little bread and wine could raise her from the dead
C Dm
She wears her cross like a tattoo
C Dm
She needs identity just like you
C
Life has treated her just as hard
G Dm
Playing house in her own backyard
C Dm
Now don't be looking for one to fall
C Dm
You know she fell a long time ago
C
Watch her riding, rising high
G Am
In the ringside rodeo
Dm C Dm C Dm C G Am
G Am
Exit arch-framed doors into a big ol' world
G C Am
Ain't she a woman, is she a little girl
G
Pillows frame the beams of a big brass bed
Am G C Dm
Pink felt heart on a blue ribbon hanging over her head
G
Fools deny that angels take us home
Dm G Dm
But you and me we got places to roam
C Dm
She wears her cross like a tattoo
C Dm
She needs identity just like you
C
Life has treated her just as hard
G Dm
Playing house in her own backyard
C Dm
Now don't be looking for one to fall
C Dm
You know she fell a long time ago
C
Watch her riding, rising high
G C Dm
In the ringside rodeo
C Dm
She wears her cross like a tattoo
C Dm
She needs identity just like you
C
Life has treated her just as hard
G
Playing house in her own backyard