Эшафот Lyrics & Chords By Белфаст

Pay me a dollar for my sweat and my blood With callus hands, I work the land in the pain and the mud I take pride in what I do, to serve is my own joy I will work hard for you...read more

Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast For fear of an atmosphere poisoned diseased With a gas mask to keep me from breathing my death It's American soil I hope for at best ...read more

Every time we play a show, he's right there, ready to go, got his kilt and his apple hat, crossed suspenders on his back, doing moves that no one's seen, everyone thinks...read more

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said stand and...read more

I've seen a lot of sights and traveled many miles Shook a thousand hands and seen my share of smiles I've caused some great concern and told one too many lies And now I see...read more