Birch Tree Lyrics & Chords By A Lanky Swede

The city I was born in I left a long time ago And we lost touch, grew apart, my friend My heart's an old pole dancer, troubled romancer, you know It's a subway chancer, a...read more

Whether fast or slow I can only hope That I would reap up what I sew Cause in due memory I would learn not Only from what I see But for goodness sake What do these things...read more