The Taste Of Gunny Lyrics & Chords By Ivor Cutler

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her...read more

Shouldn't we be naked, especially tonight? Instead of being fat, instead of being tight. If you go, go for good, Don't f**king joke, you know I would. There's no attempt to...read more

Why can I not sleep? Why am I turning? Why are all the trees burning? Forest fires, crooked liars, Why am I so sullen and drained? In the bush, it's raining, Lost man on...read more

I walk towards thee Away from the sullen despair Where for reachest thou Not thy hands out As to save me from death Thou my only friend The angelic form wept Bruised and...read more

Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey Campbeltown Loch, och-aye Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey I would drink you dry Now Campbeltown Loch is a beautiful place ...read more