Barry York Lyrics & Chords By Abc Local

Smoking your mother’s cigarettes Writings, talking tough You could have told me anything I wanted to believe With a powder-blue guitar your face turned away, you would sing...read more

Soul, everybody thinks they own mine Yeah, seems like they think it?s a goldmine But I don?t wanna make a head line I just thought this was supposed to be my time I don?t care...read more

I threw it out the window Down into the street below It was a piece of paper It had her name and number Deadwood floats by to the Deadwood floats by to the dead It was a...read more

With blood shot eyes And bleedin' hands I put my new suit In the cleaners again Took the first buss I didn't look back Lungs long blowin' Like a smoke stack Hair...read more

I'm dry of all the tears I once cried I'll never cry again I'd like to get my hands upon you and make you do for me the same Want you to know all that I know want you to feel what...read more