
Date of issue: 18.06.2018
Song language: English
Hail Columbia! |
Tho' mine eyes are seeing double |
And my powder horn is drunk |
Another public house a puddle |
Where the bones and barrels sunk |
And my left leg isn’t working |
As the barkeep fills with mud |
And the bison head is smirking |
Barley, Liberty, and Blood |
Barley, Liberty, and Blood |
O Mother Columbia! |
Take us in your breast |
Thy blinding scarlet stars |
Ever spilling West |
O Mother Columbia! |
Snow is red and wet |
Where’s the goddamn bar? |
There’s killing in me yet |
Tho' mine eyes are seeing double |
And my powder horn is drunk |
Another public house a puddle |
Where the bones and barrels sunk |
And my left leg isn’t working |
As the barkeep fills with mud |
And the bison head is smirking |
Barley, Liberty, and Blood |
Barley, Liberty, and Blood |
O Mother Columbia! |
Take us in your breast |
Thy blinding scarlet stars |
Ever spilling West |
O Mother Columbia! |
Snow is red and wet |
Where’s the goddamn bar? |
There’s killing in me yet |
Tho' mine eyes are seeing double |
And my powder horn is drunk |
Another public house a puddle |
Where the bones and barrels sunk |
And my left leg isn’t working |
As the barkeep fills with mud |
And the bison head is smirking |
Barley, Liberty, and Blood |
Barley, Liberty, and Blood |
O Mother Columbia! |
Take us in your breast |
Thy blinding scarlet stars |
Ever spilling West |
O Mother Columbia! |
Snow is red and wet |
Where’s the goddamn bar? |
Where’s the goddamn bar? |
O Mother Columbia! |
Take us in your breast |
Thy blinding scarlet stars |
Ever spilling West |
O Mother Columbia! |
Snow is red and wet |
Where’s the goddamn bar? |
There’s killing in me yet |