Poppy Fields Lyrics & Chords By Thong John Silver

I scrub my blackened feet Scrape off the caked on grime of the street I wash my hands and face Of the Worldly soot that accumulate In the day-in day-out farcical strife In the...read more

Theres a town just north of Belfast white houses row on row Where was raised an Ulster family how proudly they did grow Now proud and happy parents watched there son grow to a man ...read more