Empire On The Plains Lyrics & Chords By The Waltons

French fried shoe strings on a drunken cellar door. If these walls could talk, I'd listen to the floor. The bar stools proppin' up a twenty dollar whore, recantin'...read more

High heeled sexy demonette wild and crazy hair long red nails, a black corset I love it when you swear I give you Dead black roses, when you're down or sad you make life...read more

John Hardy was a vicious little man he carried two guns every day He shot down a man on the West Virginia line I see John Hardy gettin' away, poor boy see John Hardy gettin'...read more

(Misfits Cover) hot cherry on fire and it'll suck it down the spine i put an axe in my baby's head gonna end up doing time she looks so good in red american nightmare running...read more

Do you wanna go where the fire's burning, And see those places that you've never seen before? Before they're all gone. I'd wake you up in the dead of the night And put you back...read more