| She asked for her mama’s bathrobe | 
| And a pot of potato soup | 
| She’s gonna dry out this time if it kills her | 
| She wants the whole family in the loop | 
| She can outsmart death like a stuntman | 
| She’s a cat with 99 lives | 
| She’s my heroin addict sister | 
| And I’ve known her all my life | 
| SHE’S MY HEROIN ADDICT SISTER | 
| AND I HATE TO SEE HER GO | 
| AND I HATE TO SEE HER HOLDIN ON | 
| AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE | 
| She pushes a tiny needle | 
| It’s like the devil’s DNA | 
| It takes her somewhere she’s just gotta go | 
| But can’t afford to stay | 
| She stripped for a while in Connecticut | 
| Got married at least 5 times | 
| Every one of them men was crazy about her | 
| So she married a couple of em twice | 
| She’s a certified underwater welder | 
| She can cook, clean, and crochet | 
| She can flash a smile from her sweet weary soul | 
| That’ll melt all your doubts away | 
| SHE’S MY HEROIN ADDICT SISTER | 
| AND I HATE TO SEE HER GO | 
| AND I HATE TO SEE HER HOLDIN ON | 
| AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE | 
| She’s high at the homeless shelter | 
| When she’s had it out with my niece | 
| She don’t notice the holes in her clothes | 
| Or perverted Orlando police | 
| I’ve been so mad I wanted to kill her | 
| So worried I had to cry | 
| Such crazy stories I can’t help but laugh | 
| So scared of when she’s gonna die | 
| She called outside of Atlanta | 
| Been dodging them big ole trucks | 
| Ya know she cleaned up in Tennessee one time before | 
| She just needs a couple hundred bucks | 
| And she just needs to be with us | 
| We all say thank God mama | 
| Ain’t here to go through it this time | 
| She’s in heaven telling them Macon County cops | 
| Better give her baby a ride | 
| And they got to her just in time | 
| SHE’S MY HEROINE ADDICT SISTER | 
| AND I HATE TO SEE HER GO | 
| AND I HATE TO SEE HER HOLDIN ON | 
| AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE | 
| AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE | 
| ALWAYS AT THE END OF HER ROPE |