[Verse]
Baby sister, what a waste to see you in this place
I lose my mind from worrying over you
A bar room full of people higher than a steeple
But I know why you do the things you do
[Chorus]
And I curse the man that made you what you are today
I hope he dies a thousand times a thousand ways
Your eyes are full of tears, let’s get out of here
For I love you, baby sister, let’s go home
[Chorus]
Yes I curse the man who made you what you are today
And I hope he dies a thousand times a thousand ways
Your eyes are full of tears, honey, let’s get out of here
For I love you, baby sister, let’s go home
[Outro]
Mama's waitin', baby sister, let's go home
Baby Sister was written by Shirl Milete.
Baby Sister was produced by Bob Ferguson.