Old Boots Lyrics & Chords By Ivor Cutler

Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey Campbeltown Loch, och-aye Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey I would drink you dry Now Campbeltown Loch is a beautiful place ...read more

My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose (Robert Burns) 0, my luve is like a red, red rose, that's newly sprung in June. 0, my love is like a melodie, that's sweetly play'd in...read more

The fiery sun of my passions evaporates the love lakes of my soul clouds my thoughts and rains you into existence as I take flight on bolts of lighting claiming chaos as my...read more

I walk towards thee Away from the sullen despair Where for reachest thou Not thy hands out As to save me from death Thou my only friend The angelic form wept Bruised and...read more

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her...read more