When The Boys Were On The Western Plains Lyrics & Chords By Headbelly Buzzard

Let me run my fingers through your dred locs Run them all over your body â? til your hollor stops As in life they grow a high on high Ooh! How I love a black man oh my my Lay...read more

Deborah Conway Today I am a daisy Tomorrow I will be the chain holding up your heart Today I am a waitress but tomorrow I could be an astronaut Flying to the moon, playing amongst...read more

they were both young he believed in himself only in his oversize dickeys cinched up way high she lived in her books and fantasies they both searched for some sort of loyalty ...read more

In my weariness... [claude mckay: "if we must die."] [june jordan: "in memoriam: martin luther king jr."] ...read more

Umabel, I am confused, can't tell I am backed into a corner and get exactly what I ask for Umabel Michael, teach me to be mysterious and crawl closer to selflessness I'll...read more