Black Mountain Lyrics & Chords By The Shooters

Riding proud with horses wild Wind blows in faces cold Heading for the mystic place Where ancient fathers found their peace The old mighty trees Hiding forgotten paths Passing...read more

I met a man whom I'll never doubt Flew into the sun, our bodies on fire Betrothed to a mate, pray it is not so Invoke father time, then he let her go Lie true lie true lie...read more

I met a man whom I'll never doubt Flew into the sun, our bodies on fire Betrothed to a mate, pray it is not so Invoke father time, then he let her go Lie true lie true lie...read more

Old black mountain Tried to spit in your face Old black mountain Tried to spit in your face Babys grubbing whiskey Oh she's practising ? ? ? Old black mountain Mean...read more