Commercial Fallout Lyrics & Chords By Claude Hay

They come and they burn the grass to the seed. Everyone learns the sound of their feet. They'll take what you earn, they steal what you keep. They'll shut down the roads,...read more

On a Clarksdale night, humid and hot When your bottle and your blues are all that you've got I didn't want to do it, but he gave me no choice I poisoned the whiskey that coated...read more

I've been to New York City And I walked the weakest roads. Seen L.A. and its perfect salesman, All dressed in holy robes. And all that's left to say, Is spread...read more

riding the back roads, 12 hounds on my trail closing in slowly, driving me straight to hell i got it wound open, further then a clock strikes twelve the devil is waiting, with...read more

Ten long years Ten more to go One rotten jail Go on, let me go, son. Save your prayers Cry no more It ain’t going to help none. Could be the way it was. Could be the...read more