Harvest Away Lyrics & Chords By The Kipper Family

Blood Red Roses Our boots and clothes are all in pawn Go down, you blood red roses, Go down. And its flamin' drafty 'round Cape Horn, Go down, you blood red roses, Go down....read more

You can see the whole of bloomin London The bloomin palace of the bloomin queen You could almost see the squats in Hackney If it wasn't for the office blocks in between. ...read more

I am a brisk lad and my fortune is quite bad, In fact I am wondrous poor. But it's I do intend my fortune to mend, I s'll build me an house down on the moor, my brave boys, I...read more

Come, come with me out to the old churchyard, I so well know those paths 'neath the soft green sward. Friends slumber in there that we want to regard; We will trace out their...read more

A wealthy squire he lived in our town And he was a man of high renown He had one daughter, a beauty bright And the name he called her was his Heart's Delight Many young man...read more