When In Rome Tekst
Phil Ochs
A
In the fire blue forests, faded and forgotten
I crawled through the cotton fields, picking for cotton
D
The overseer sneered, his whipping was rotten
A
With ecstasy.
F
In the fire blue forests, faded and forgotten
I crawled through the cotton fields, picking for cotton
D
The overseer sneered, his whipping was rotten
A
With ecstasy.
F