Draft Age Lyrics & Chords By John Train

You see the Sunday bird swinging low The fever in your brain only grows and The Murder Boys are running down the street You can see 'em through the window from your seat Hear...read more

They're in the front seat, he's got the radio low And the moon hangs over Idlewild as the planes touch down He is talking but she's not listening She is thinking of her...read more

trim your dress, trim your dress trim your dress in the parasol style if you have hips, if you have hips trim your dress in the parasol style trim your dress, trim your...read more

If the world should end in fire The oceans boiling into flame I will watch the last sunrise And think of all the sunny days When the mystery of the skies And the shifting...read more

Here's the story of a man and his family And a big trip that they took Well, I heard all about in a restaurant And I read it in a history book They rented a car at the Erie...read more