Flying Indian Lyrics & Chords By Nettle Honey

McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled Doc said to McKinley, "I can't find that ball", From Buffalo to Washington Roosevelt in the White House, he's doing his best McKinley...read more

Over yonder in the graveyard Where the wild, wild flowers grow Oh there they lay o'er my true lover (oh there they lay my own true lover) She's gone from me forever more Fairer...read more

"Is there any mail for me?" Was the question that he asked Of the postman at the closing of the day But he turned away and sighed While a tear stood in his eye As he drooped his...read more

A cup of cold water in charity given Is remembered with joy in the skies We all are but human, and we all have to die And six feet of earth will make us all of one size ...read more

One Tuesday morning and it looked like rain Around the curve come a passenger train On the blind sat old Bill Jones A good old hobo and he's trying to get home Trying to get...read more