Texty: Terry Allen. Blue Asian Reds.

Yeah, she got them red eyes
Ah, from doin' the red pills
And she says it's for the high times
Yeah, she says it's for thrills

So she done reds, with her coffee
With her Pepsis and her gin
And she says it really does her out fine
But it's just doin' her in

You see she lost her soldier boy
Over in Nam
And she found out a year ago Wednesday
When after work she come home

And she read his latest letter
That said never again would he leave her alone
And besides it all the telegrams
That said he was gone

Oh, she cried and she cried
Yeah, for nearly a year
Then I guess she just lost the will to live
Like she lost that soldier so dear

'Cause she just traded in all that sadness
And all of her fears
For a bottle marked heartache
Full of little red tears

Yeah, she got them red eyes
Ah, from doin' the red pills
And she says it's for the high times
Yeah, she says it's for thrills

So she done reds, with her coffee
With her Pepsis and her gin
And she said it really did her out fine
I guess it did, 'cause it's just did her in