.Eighteen hundred and eighty five
Is a year I remember so well
When they drove old brad into an early grave
And sent my mother to jail
Now I don't know what's right or wrong
But they hung christ on nails
But with six kids at home and two still on her breast
They wouldn't e.
Have you been looking for lyrics of your favorite song, too long? Lyrics has got them all listed out for you by your favorite songwriters, artists neatly arranged by albums you love. Simply,Choose an album, artist or lyricist and start discovering lyrics of your favorite songs.
Allow To View All Exclusive Content & Notifications 🔔