The Dry Waltz Lyrics & Chords By Guy Carawan

I've forgotten But how the past Can feed the fat of future Something about you That leaves a piece Of every place familiar Shapes of bodies Shapes of loss The very...read more

The other night when i came home, so drunk i could not see i got tangled up in the old doormat fell flat as i could be and i had me a little old bottle of rum and i did have...read more

The king's guardsman's greedy he's underpaid he knows tailor sew me a cloak of indigo that will disguise me well for the highwayman's game no one will suspect evil and the...read more

I ride an old paint, lead an old dam, Goin' to Montana to throw the houlihan. Feed 'em in the coulees, and water in the draw, Tails are all matted and their backs are all raw. ...read more

It was a bird, a petulant bird that pecked upon the window First so slowly, slowly then with urgent crescendo As if it could it finally could say what it had to say-o Its cry so...read more