Big gun powder and the Glasgow girl
Our lady of the highway with a string of pearls
Well I ain't no modern masterpiece
A new surrealist movement in the key of G
Ooh ooh ooh o...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Roan county banjo
Ringing through the pines
Smokey gold and that band of his
Got honey in their eyes
The bootleggers wisdom
Says leave the law behind
Roan county banjo
You o...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Rosalee, you little country thang
Sho ‘nuff know how to make me smile
You like the jangle of my tambourine
Won’t you stay with me a little while
Rosalee, sugar sweet
How...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Behold a kingdom now in ruin
The castle keep a pile of stone
Sleep in peace you wild, dark riders
Let your hunger bring you home
Thought you left it all back across the state...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Get out of that bed, wash your face and hands
Get out of that bed, wash your face and hands
Get in that kitchen, make some noise with the pots and pans
Way you wear those dres...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Something like love
Takes a lot of hurt to learn
No stone left unturned
And the fire on the mountain burns
What did you get hold of?
Was it too much yesterday
Dropped out h...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Flushes playing in the cocktails
Yarrows growing green
Nature knows no circumstance
Only of what the weather brings
Leaving feathers where we go
Following the breeze
Some d...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Deep within your eyes
I see what hides behind your smile
What happened out there
To make you so scared
As to chase these wicked miles
How many have come and gone
Another brot...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Well there's something missing, but they won't drag the river
God sends his children out into the streets
You can dig all you want, but there's no buried hatchets
Just bones on ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Pale skies, last snow of spring
John the butcher, picked poor Robin clean
Black smoke, tied to nine knots
The wheel of stars that won't ever stop
Hole in heaven, rain on the st...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Chris Robinson Brotherhood