Titellaires Lyrics & Chords By Ebri Knight

Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast For fear of an atmosphere poisoned diseased With a gas mask to keep me from breathing my death It's American soil I hope for at best ...read more

As I get home at 6AM gone out to work all day With me boots on me feet and me cap on me head In bed I would I could stay Cause I'm too old to spend my time shifting sods and...read more

What do you do with a drunken sailor What do you do with a drunken sailor What do you do with a drunken sailor Earl-eye in the morning! Way hay and up she rises Way hay and...read more

It was Christmas Eve babe in the drunk tank An old man said to me, won't see another one And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew And I turned my face away and dreamed...read more

Ja s'han acabat les flames a les finestres, ja s'han apagat les llums de tots els portals. Han fet clandestins la teva lluita i el teu nom i ja no som ningú quan surt el sol. ...read more