When she goes out in the eveing
And she paints her mouth the same
And she won't say why she's leaving
And you follow her in vain
When she goes out in the evening
And all the saints call her name
And she's gone so long believing
That she's faithful and sustained
When she goes out in the evening
And the redling lulls her frame
And she's gone so long deceiving
That she knows no one to blame
When she goes out in the evening
And the saints all call her name
And she won't say why she's leaving
And she paints her mouth the same
