Winter Turns To Spring Lyrics & Chords By Roy Bailey

I am a brisk lad and my fortune is bad, And if e'er I get rich it's a wonder, I've spent all my money on girls and strong beer, What riches I had are all plundered. ...read more

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; ...read more

You can see the whole of bloomin London The bloomin palace of the bloomin queen You could almost see the squats in Hackney If it wasn't for the office blocks in between. ...read more

One morning in the month of May, Down by a rolling river, Oh, a jolly sailor, I did stray, And I beheld some lover. She carelessly along did stray, A-viewing of the daisies gay; ...read more

When I was young me father said to me, he said to me He said never take advice when it comes for free Cause you can have all the riches of the golden kind But without the riches...read more