Murphy And The Bricks Lyrics & Chords By Brier

Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton, Old times there are not forgotten, (Alt Original: Cinnamon seed and sandy bottom,) Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land. In Dixie Land,...read more

When he stepped up the narrow street Smiling proud and young Around the hemp, around his neck The golden ringlets clung There was never a tear in his blue eyes Both sad and bright...read more

I'll tell me Ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone. They pull my hair, they stole my comb, But that's alright till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty ...read more

Last of a dying breed Last of a dying breed Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers I'm from even where da dead die But...read more

I went down to the Hazelwood Because a fire was in my head I cut and peeled a hazel wand And hooked a berry to a thread And when white moths were on the wing And moth like stars...read more