A Language Of Blood Lyrics & Chords By Steve Von Till

Rich man, poor man, beggar or thief, no matter which one in this life you lead If you think you've reached the top of the world just look all around and you'll see ...read more

Well hey little darlin since you left town I've been out searching for you take me or leave me or lay me back down whatever that you plan to do Where did you go it's cold...read more

Dirt roads and dryland farming might be the death of me But I can't leave this world behind My debts are not like prisons where there's hope of getting free And I can't leave...read more

William was said to be a bad boy met him behind the leaf of a door William was the saddest boy I ever saw talked to me talked to me with his invisible tears William was...read more

I was born an only child On a warm Jersey night. My mother was a dressmaker, My father drove a truck My family never was much good When it came to money-luck... no. ...read more