Lyrics

Daddy left one cold September, didn't look back down the lane,
Mama held three girls together through the heartbreak and the rain.
Eviction notice on the doorframe, nothing left for us to save,
So we packed our lives in silence and we tried to all be brave.

Found a shack outside a small town where the dust blew through the floor,
Mama patched the broken windows, said, "We've been down worse before."
Mary-Beth, the baby sister, with her long gold-spun hair,
Looked like sunshine in the shadows of the life we had to bear.

(Chorus)
Crimson Blue -- that's the name they gave her,
From the ribbons Mama stitched when times were lean and unsure.
Two scraps of cloth from skirts we'd worn right through,
Red and blue in golden curls -- that's how Crimson Blue grew.

First day back at school came early, Mama brushed our hair with care,
But Mary-Beth's was wild and tangled, falling everywhere.
With no ribbons, ties, or trinkets, Mama did what she could do --
Cut the hems off two old skirts, one red and one sky-blue.

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Kids can be unkind when they see someone who's different,
Whispers turned to laughter, and the laughter turned persistent.
But when she opened up her voice, the whole room somehow knew --
There was something heaven-touched inside that girl called Crimson Blue.

(Chorus)
Crimson Blue -- that's the name they gave her,
From the ribbons Mama stitched when times were lean and unsure.
Two scraps of cloth from skirts we'd worn right through,
Red and blue in golden curls -- that's how Crimson Blue grew.

She sang in every schoolhouse hall, then with a band in town,
Her voice could stop a barroom cold or lift a church pew crowd.
A Nashville agent heard her song and knew just what to do --
Now the lights shine bright around her, and she still wears those ribbons too.
One red and one blue... and forever she is simply known as Crimson Blue.