When she goes out in the eveing And she paints her mouth the same And she won't say why she's leaving And you follow her in vain When she goes out in the evening And all the saints call her name And she's gone so long believing That she's faithful and sustained When she goes out in the evening And the redling lulls her frame And she's gone so long deceiving That she knows no one to blame When she goes out in the evening And the saints all call her name And she won't say why she's leaving And she paints her mouth the same