Životopis Lyrics & Chords By Vladimír Merta

I'm an old time smugglin' man and I know just what to do I'm an old time smugglin' man and I know just what to do I sell guns to the Arabs, I sell dynamite to the...read more

Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum Struck by the sounds before the sun ...read more

Just take your black hand down Just take your black hand down Well this man is won all the money, good Lord Take your black hand down A rooster crowed in Germany They heard...read more

1. Děvče mi usnulo už v polovině sloky, Hrál jsem jí od Kainara jedno krásný blues, Hodiny zlenivěly a ztišily své kroky, Pod okny zazíval poslední autobus. 2....read more

Well, I could hear it when the river's crying And I could see it through the fog And I could reach into magnetic fields, now To steal a hammer and a gun For heavy engine down ...read more