Hotspot Lyrics & Chords By Jean Bouchety

Pardon, goddess of the night, Those that slew thy virgin knight, For the which with songs of woe Round about her tomb they go. Midnight, assist our moan. Help us to sigh and...read more

Rutles Rutles Get Up And Go Working up a fever in a one-horse town was a Jockey by the name of Joe. He didn't have a lot of what you might call "luck", But he had a lot of...read more