Artist: John Byrd
Lyrics of Artist: John Byrd
  1. [Lyric] Old Timbrook Blues (John Byrd)

    Old Timbrook was a black horse, black as any crow Old Timbrook was a black horse, black as any crow Had a white ring 'round his forepaw, white as any snow Yes old Timbrook he come darting like a bullet from a gun Old Timbrook he come darting like a bullet from a gun And old Molly she come creeping like a criminal to be hung Johnny Walker, Johnny...Learn More
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