Favourite Son Lyrics & Chords By James Graham

Now there will come a day You know it's true You'll touch the hand of fate And you won't know his name Or what he'll do But it'll be too late The light will...read more

Take off your dress son, dry your eyes. It's a good day for fishing; cool winds and clear skies. What do you mean you don't like it outside? Girls play with tea sets and...read more