The Moon Dirt Cocoon Lyrics & Chords By Will Wood

Oh, take me, to the place, where the Queen Anne's lace, runs wild. Down some country bend, I'm sick of New York, again. Oh, man, I got it bad, I'm like Ahab, I'm in...read more

Nineteen hundred twenty nine Pretty women Men are dying Call a nurse Call a doctor Call a priest (call a priest) It's already killed the rich and poor And it's gonna kill...read more

The good times scratched a laugh from the lungs of a young man In a Deadwood saloon South Dakota afternoon And the old ones by the door with their heads to their chests They told...read more

Your apron is stained You work every hour of the day You're bound to get older Your father's in bed The cancer's gone to his head It won't be so long now He...read more

They say we ran our course But i feel like a racing horse Got a Feeling i will running all my life Oh, all i'm asking you Marie is spend one more fare on me Give me one more...read more