Death And The Lady Lyrics & Chords By Matt & Shannon Heaton

As I walked out alone one day All in the merry month of May I met an old man on my way All in the morning early His head was bald his beard was grey His cheeks were like the...read more

A maid walked out one day, one day She met an aged man by the way. His head was bald, his beard was grey, His clothing made of the cold earthen clay, His clothing made of the cold...read more