Le Bon Vin Lyrics & Chords By Christina Smith & Jean Hewson

Old Jim Jones the fisher, the trapper, the trawler Jim Jones the fish-killing banker is dead. No fisherman surely never stepped in a dory Like Jim Jones the fisher who died in his...read more

Snowy night and winter intent up staying 'til blossoms insist The trees await the robin's song, the nightwind dries her useless tears The moon is wanning She dreams, dreams...read more

There was a lord lived in this town He raised one handsome comely daughter She fell in love with a young man Who was a servant to her father Many's the lord came to this town...read more

It's time for the loner to pay his dues It's time for the guitar to play the blues You've been running now you got no choice But to face what you've been afraid of It's time to...read more

In London town where I do dwell, A buxom lass I know quite well, In London town where I do dwell, A buxom lass I know quite well, A servant to a gentleman, A tinker came to her to...read more