Damsel

Written by Chelle Rose/Brian Waldschlager. ©2012 Thorn Pricked Music/TaTonka Music. SESAC/BMI All Rights Reserved.

I know ‘em well and all my life I was told
About the ones with the tormented souls
Don’t go lookin boy try to hide
A little baby talk justa messes with your mind

Cherokee star tattooed across her hand
Daddy left ‘em down in Thach Alabam
Robbed of her innocence at 13 years old
Love comes in chemicals and colors when you’re cold

Whoa ooo little damsel
Wild woman-child with the cherries on her dress
Whoa ooo little damsel
Pretty little damsel in distress
Damsel in distress

I’ve memorized the night of our first tumble
By the tracks down where our engines purred and they rumbled
Muscadine wine and river bed sand
Far from the fear that held my Kahli Ayn

Whoa ooo little damsel
Wild woman-child with the cherries on her dress
Whoa ooo little damsel
Pretty little damsel in distress
Damsel in distress

How many boys been left by the wayside
Just to swim in her sweet southern riptide
You’d go back for a ghost of a chance
Down to the river you’d dance your last dance

Whoa ooo little damsel
Wild woman-child with cherries on her dress
Whoa ooo little damsel
Pretty little damsel in distress
Damsel in distress