Song | Lowlands |
Artist | The Gourds |
Album | Ghosts of Hallelujah |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I saddled me a wounded priest | |
Rode him wet through this august heat | |
I took me a german bride | |
All empty and bloody inside | |
In the dark i heard a thief | |
He stole my money and my grief | |
In the morning i wanted to die | |
The doctor cut me the lawyer lied | |
Stop yer waiting and just go | |
Don't be saying what you don't know | |
For the lowlands i am bound | |
Where my pale bride will be found |