Waves In Spanish Lyrics & Chords By Jim Ward

Brooklyn boy, born and raised Chopping lines, hey hey It's my birthday It's a toy I torch to tarpit flames A lockjaw night, hey hey It's my birthday And your dead end...read more

You don't feel at home Underneath our Pennsylvania sky Covered in guitars Deep inside the music There's a place for you Your parents and your friends You don't think that...read more

As the summer extends itself to the winter days The colors begin to fade away And the sun goes down too soon An old man walks down the road and he stops to look At his...read more

Gold-painted feathers a well-written line a cold between lovers, older than time I wish there were words that we only knew I'd sing them forever and only to you You...read more

Well I woke one morning, found you staring down at me. You said, "I'll take my share now, father, please" and you took your money, and you took your leave. You drilled my...read more