Lyrics The Ballad of That Murdering Bastard Ed Millar - The Bonnevilles

The Ballad of That Murdering Bastard Ed Millar - The Bonnevilles
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Song from the album: Folk Art & the Death of Electric Jesus
In the genre:Альтернатива
Release date:10.11.2011
Song language:English
Record label:Motor Sounds

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The Ballad of That Murdering Bastard Ed Millar
Oh home
Just the chance to be alone
Just me and my gun
The devil knows his own
Oh blood
The type that doesn’t wash off
Made by my gun
The devil knows this one
Oh the rain it comes down
I get know comfort as it falls from my brow
The things I’ve done, they’ll never see the sun
And I know now
I should have sold my guns
Oh the rain it comes down
I get know comfort as it falls from my brow
The things I’ve done, they’ll never see the sun
And I know now
I should have sold my guns
Ooh, I should have sold my guns
Ooh, I should have sold my guns

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