The Ballad Of Timothy Evans Lyrics & Chords By Jb Nelson

Thy will be done Here on this highway In every house and field I pray All in meekness yield Aided by want Among stranger people To disgrace so soon I've come Drift like...read more

Black is the color of my true loves hair, and her lips are like a rose so fair I've hung her as a curtain in my mothers room and I love the smell of her gasping breathe and the...read more

Breathing the fog that is rising from the depths of Carpathian tombs In the middle of this evil land, in Transylvania's very womb Taught to bring tragedy to everyone I see Born...read more

I've got a bone to pick, with your husband Dont think he'll live through it, they never do I'll take him down to the river I'll weigh him down with stones Dont mean to scare...read more

when the wind bares the trees and them clouds are pushin' east, come on inside, dry your clothes, warm your bones, get a glass and set yourself at ease. when the dust in...read more