The Thrashing Machines Lyrics & Chords By John Kirkpatrick

Oh, the maid went down to the well for to wash, And the dew fell down from her snow-white flesh, The dew fell down from her snow-white flesh, As the sun shone down so early. And...read more

Blood Red Roses Our boots and clothes are all in pawn Go down, you blood red roses, Go down. And its flamin' drafty 'round Cape Horn, Go down, you blood red roses, Go down....read more

BITTER WITHY As it fell out on a high holiday Small rain from the sky did fall Sweet Jesus asked of his own mother dear Whether he might play at ball To play, to play, dear child...read more

Will there be any bartenders up there in heaven? Will the pubs never close? Will the glass never drain? No more DTs and no shakes and no horrors The very next morning, you feel...read more

Can you dance the shaking of the sheets, The dance that everyone must do? Hear the drummer strike a noble beat, The harp ring sweet and true. Gather rosebuds while you may, ...read more