Horrors In The Kitchen Lyrics & Chords By Whiskey Folk Ramblers

You've called for Three Hunters, Three Hunters are we And you do tempt us to be your Three Kings We've hunted in Egypt, Greece, and Norway And we can replenish you of your...read more

This is what it sounds like when my brother calls me. My parents, they up and passed when I was none than three. I forced myself onto my brother, made him watch me swell. When...read more

She threw the first handful into the grave. She called forth her tears; she knew how behave, Not revealing the secret that she held inside. And they all felt such pity for my poor...read more

This old man walked from the south on Main This old man walked from the south on Main He walked like a preacher Be he looked just like the son of pain This old man had a red...read more

In my dreams I see a fat man On his face is a frown He’s got money in his left hand In his right he’s got strings that run All over town As he pulls on them tightly he...read more