Kris Kristofferson – Sister Sinead (Ukulele)

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I’m singing this song for my sister Sinead

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Concerning the god awful mess that she made

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When she told them her truth just as hard as she could

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Her message profoundly was misunderstood

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There’s humans entrusted with guarding our gold

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And humans in charge of the saving of souls

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And humans responded all over the world

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Condemning that bald headed brave little girl

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And maybe she’s crazy and maybe she ain’t

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But so was Picasso and so were the saints

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And she’s never been partial to shackles or chains

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She’s too old for breaking and too young to tame

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It’s askin’ for trouble to stick out your neck

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In terms of a target a big silhouette

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But some candles flicker and some candles fade

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And some burn as true as my sister Sinead

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And maybe she’s crazy and maybe she ain’t

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But so was Picasso and so were the saints

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And she’s never been partial to shackles or chains

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She’s too old for breaking and too young to tame