Caller Herrin Lyrics & Chords By Tony Cuffe

I've just come down From the Isle of Skye I'm not very big and I'm awful shy And the lassies shout when I go by Donald, where's your troosers [CHORUS] Let the wind blow...read more

We sit we think we drink we fall upstairs and dress, confess the mess our lives are in depressed we rest we jest we love ourselves to death but we reek of garlic...read more

I know you feel it too, I'm calling out to you! I'm calling out your name Before I die! And all my worlds collide When you're not by my side. I'm flying back here wishing...read more

Let Italy boast of her gay gilded waters Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies Her sons drinking love from the eyes of her daughters Where freedom expires amid softness...read more

If there's no geography In the things that we say So words will keep us locked In their old-fashioned way Sure we are held together by The experiences we've shared But it's...read more