Tierras Bajas Lyrics & Chords By Celtas Cortos

I've travelled way to hell and back, the blood of orange made my bill With heavy cross upon my neck I ran from hands of hangman's will Yes I've killed I must admit, bombs and guns...read more

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there's water in the well and the gate is always open there's wood out in the shed and the chimney's always smokin' the kettle's on the boil now and won't you stay for tea ...read more

I've walked this hill a hundred times To hear the river talking A murmuring, a secret sound Never found And times I've leaned into the wind To smell this earth I'm walking ...read more

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