Léon Frot Lyrics & Chords By Burt Sons

Oh, take me, to the place, where the Queen Anne's lace, runs wild. Down some country bend, I'm sick of New York, again. Oh, man, I got it bad, I'm like Ahab, I'm in...read more

Well, I'm sittin' in the depot long before the break of day
I just bought my ticket, Lord, I hope the bus ain't late
I'll have a cup of coffee and a sandwich from the...read more

Up Falling Rock Hill where the leaves swoop like bats I shot my brother William five times in the back "Have mercy, have mercy, dear brother," he cried But the wind has no mercy and...read more

I remember you You were full of broken bones I tried to bring you cigarettes You said just leave me alone I remember you You were locked in a padded room I tried to teach...read more

I wound up on the wrong end of this town, Underneath a pale moon frowning down, I must have done somebody wrong, should I turn back or should I go on? I just don't know, but...read more