Flyrock Blues Lyrics & Chords By Ben Sollee & Daniel Martin Moore

Well she was standing in the bar I said, "Hello, how do you do?" She handed me a beer with a candle She spoke of places I had never been That she had traveled to And we...read more

I’ve got my finger on the trigger but somehow your still alive x2 Well my feet were bruised and hollow when I ran into morning today and my hands were heavy in sorrow for I’d...read more

The exhaust from the prison van is going to heaven, but I'm going to Attica Gonna put a hundred miles between me and my dealing habit I'm watching Poughkeepsie move by in the...read more

Now we've got concrete. A place those blacks won't be. If we come they'll know. They should flee, They should go. Here comes a white shadow. Blues aren't made...read more

I'm staring down at my whiskey now, oh shucks. Crying in the grass and making bad sense, uh huh. No one ever sees me cry. She is my real tough guy And she never told me why, ...read more