De La Lucha Lyrics & Chords By Alfredo Zitarrosa

I was born down in dixie, among the cypress trees. And daddy was a driller and a wildhog killer. And momma, she was Cherokee. I was the second one, the youngest little son of the...read more

My eyes are open just come on trough My focused vision will decipher you Like an ornament carved out in truth I'm ready to embellish you I know I'm too vigorous sometimes ...read more

Io non sopporto la tortura E gli squadroni della morte Interi popoli che vivon la paura Che gli bussino alle porte Amo gli Afgani che lottano Una guerra già perduta ...read more

You can talk about your neighbor You can grab him by the collar You can hurt him only if he hollers "Let me go... let me go" But we all know that's old-fashioned ...read more

When you're so long gone, you can't help yourself When you're so dead wrong Let alone no one else Well the children still dying in the streets The babies still living...read more