Burlington Bertie Lyrics & Chords By Clinton Ford

I was down the glen one Easter morn To a city fair rode I. There armed lines of marching men In squadrons passed me by. No pipe did hum, no battle drum did sound its loud tattoo. ...read more

I met my love, By the gas works wall. Dreamed a dream, By the old canal. I kissed my girl, By the factory wall. Dirty old town, Dirty old town. Clouds are drifting, ...read more

There's naught but care on every hand In every hour that passes oh What signifies the life of man If it were not for the lassies oh Chorus (after each verse): Green grow the...read more

Oh, I love you, baby I love you night and day When I leave you, baby Don't cry the night away When I die Don't you write no words upon my tomb I don't believe I...read more

If you go down in the woods today you're sure of a big surprise If you go down in the woods today you'd better go in disguise For every bear that ever there was will gather there...read more