The Death of Sis Draper Songtext
von Guy Clark

Sis Draper had a guitar player, named Kentucky Sue
And everywhere ole Sis played, Sue was picking too
They worked their way from town to town, fiddled their way out west
And every place she blew through they said she was the best
They played the dances, played the bars, beneath the Western stars
Sis was getting on in years, she lived it pretty hard
Burned both ends of the candle
And broke many a heart


Now out in Old New Mexico
Snowstorm coming on
They had thought that they′d just wait it out and play the El Patron
Now some ole gal with coal black eyes
Was in a jealous tiff
She was quite sure her old man was slipping 'round with Sis
She was a waitress at the El Patron out on the edge of town
She poisoned Sis′s whiskey and Sis just drank it down
Sis started feeling poorly, so she laid her fiddle down

Out behind the El Patron
They dug a shallow grave
Laid her down beneath the ground
With the fiddle in the coffin case
With the fiddle in the coffin case

Kentucky Sue played Shady Grove, on her old beat-up guitar
Tears rolling down her face, she took it pretty hard
Now somewhere in the distance, you could hear the mission bells
Some folks go to heaven, and some folks go to hell
Sis Draper went to Arkansas, and that's all there is to tell