Rick The American Lyrics & Chords By Christopher The Conquered

White Grass upon the hill
You know me too well
For my love and I have laid upon your breast
Oh, White Grass upon the hill

You asked me for a bed
And all I gave you was hell
Still, my love and I we sleep upon your breast
Oh, White Grass upon the hill

Honey, I stole these earrings for you
Because I thought you wanted me to
If I had to live this day over and over for the rest of my life
You know I'd steal 'em again and again just for you...

You killed a man in Colorado
Rode away from the bar into the wintry night
Your snowmobile your steed, granted the horse god's speed
Oh, White Grass upon the hill.

Drunken, you beg me for a ride
You ate my soul that night
When it all was done, collapsed upon my bed
And swore I'd never help a man again...

I'd never help a man again!
Never help a man again!