Rachel Harrington - Little Pink lyrics

Hey little pink What do you think You're a long time making up your mind I used to think You were the prettiest little thing Ever the sun shone on You can't find love in a band of gold His eyes be blue or brown Til he's at the top of the gallows Crying baby come get me down I never will marry No logging man Or a man who drives a four horse team I'd rather marry A railroad man Who drives his wheels by steam 15 cents Is all the money that I got A dollar is all I crave 15 cents And some good ol morphine To carry me to my grave