TV took her empathy and nearly doubled up the greed.
“You can never get enough" she said "of all the things that you don’t
Need”
I’m making my way, in this barren state
On ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Sons Of Robert Mitchum
The sun don't rise and it does not set
It don't remember and it don't forget
Not like we do, not like we do, me and you
It don't get lonely and it does not scare
Never breaks it' ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Sons Of Robert Mitchum
Ah well, they went to war without him,
David swears that’s why he's still here
He has broken his fall from lonesome heights,
So many times that he’s lost that fear
Judith’s ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Sons Of Robert Mitchum
Darwin’s nightmare came to town, and he’s gonna take
Care of us all
Gave us the word on how it is, and introduced us to the
Fall
As he leered with myopic, blood soaked eyes and...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Sons Of Robert Mitchum
You swore... You'd always be together
You'd carry each other for all the days of your lives
You swore... That you'd always be lovers
You'd halve the burden and do what it takes to ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Sons Of Robert Mitchum
(Verse1:)
Why do you put the photo frame face down sometimes when you entertain?
And you scream without making a sound while still embracing the bone
Chilling, vicious rain
The rom...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Sons Of Robert Mitchum
Blue prairie,
Blue are the skies.
Blue are the sighs,
Of a night wind, callin'.
Blue prairie,
Blue are the hills.
Blue are the trills,
Of a nightbird, callin'.
Every be...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Sons of the Pioneers
Her hands were colder than an unfired.38
She kept a room somewhere in Notting Hill Gate
The last one down the 2nd floor hall
There's a print by Brenda York on the kitchen wall
And ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Sons Of Robert Mitchum
Borrachita me voy para olvidarte,
Te quiero mucho, también me quieres.
Borrachita me voy hasta la capital,
P'a servirle al patrón
Que me mandó llamar anteayer.
Yo la quise t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Sons of the Pioneers
So long to the red river valley,
My ropin' and wranglin' is through
And so farewell to the home corral
And all the old friends that I knew.
Goodbye to the old empty bunkhouse...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Sons of the Pioneers