Entella Hotel Lyrics & Chords By Peter Case

My father could use a little mercy now The fruits of his labor Fall and rot slowly on the ground His work is almost over It won't be long and he won't be around I love my...read more

I was born my papa's son
A wanderin' eye and a smokin' gun
Now some of you would live through me
Then lock me up and throw away the key
Or just find a place to...read more

Place my body on the funeral pyre, cut it loose to float downstream Leave it frozen on a mountain top, suspend it high to be picked clean You said never to grow old, but you...read more

Well, they've torn up the streets and Burned off the fields, And turned all the dogs to the woods; They took up the cross But they lost the third reel And the picture was...read more

My name is Billy Austin
I'm twenty-nine years old
I was born in Oklahoma
Quarter Cherokee I'm told Don't remember Oklahoma
It's been so long since I left...read more