Time In Bars Lyrics & Chords By Arlo Mckinley

We were like to drown In the odour of honeysuckle And old Lincolns running rich On Oporto-Madrid. The pecans that would dot The little yard our great-granddaddy cleared, ...read more

By the banks of the river Where the willows hang down The wild birds they warble With a low morning sound Way down in the hollow Where the river runs cold It was there I first...read more

Where the runoff meets the coal-black sand, And the waters of life spill forth from the belly of the land, When that old ghost strikes up the whippoorwill choir, Glory in your...read more

Mimi, tell me about old Bull! Mean and proud even praying in the pew. Putting profits in the black with businessmen on Sunday, Monday morning, beating prophets black and blue. ...read more

God made coal for the men who sold their lives to West Van Lear And you keep on digging til you get down there Where it's darker than your darkest fears And that woman in the...read more