The Green Linnet Lyrics & Chords By Damien Barber & Mike Wilson

Oh the Prickle Eye Bush That pricks my heart for sore And if ever I get out of this Prickle Eye Bush Then I never will get in it any more Oh hangman, stay your hand Stay it...read more

On a Friday it fell in the month of April, O'er the hill came the sun with a blithe sunny smile, And the folks were a thronging the roads everywhere, Making haste to be in at...read more

I am a brisk lad and my fortune is quite bad, In fact I am wondrous poor. But it's I do intend my fortune to mend, I s'll build me an house down on the moor, my brave boys, I...read more

On Christmas Day it happened so, Down in the meadows forth to plough. As we were a ploughing on so fast, Up comes sweet Jesus, himself at last. "Oh man, oh man, what makes you...read more

Little Micheal on his motorcycle Leather pants and a leather brain and he 'aint never been the same since Vietnam He keeps His heart in side his vest And his eyes inside his...read more