The Death of Sis Draper

[Verse] Sis Draper had a guitar player Named Kentucky Sue And everywhere old 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 Snowstrom coming on They thought they’d just wait it out And play the El Patron Now some old 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 The fiddle in the coffin case 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 Some folks go to heaven Sis Draper went to Arkansas That’s all there is to tell