Oklahoma City Lyrics & Chords By John Coinman

They're waving off our pulse, We gotta shoot em 'fore the sun heats up the south, My finger in my mouth, I'll start the engine, We won't ever make it, Oh,...read more

Betty was a blonde blue eyed baby Who marked her first birthday on easter morning But her parents had other reasons to celebrate that day Betty had just learnt to walk by...read more