Boomer Johnson Lyrics & Chords By Margaret Macarthur

Spanish is the loving tongue Soft as music, light as spray; 'Twas a girl I learned it from Living down Sonora way. I don't look much like a lover, Yet I say her love words...read more

In Scarlet town where I was born There was a fair maid dwelling And every youth cried well away For her name was Barbara Allen Twas in the merry month of May The green buds...read more

There's a valley in spain called Jarama it's a place that we all know so well it was there that we fought against the fascists we saw a peaceful valley turn to hell. From this...read more

This land is your land, This land is my land, From California to the New York island; From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters; This land was made for you and Me. As...read more

No one here can love or understand me Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me Pack up all my cares and woe, here I go, winging low Bye, bye, blackbird Where somebody waits...read more