Powerline Trails Lyrics & Chords By Mustard's Retreat

Hoof beats on your cobblestones, footsteps on the stairs. The thirst for young adventure and the old sword hanging there. And a trumpet in the distance far beyond the walls of time. ...read more

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I...read more

There's not an ounce of softness left within this weathered heart The hand against the nap of fur disturbs that sleeping part No need for caution don't need remorse That...read more

Three years ago this very day we went to Governors Isle For to stand against the cannon in true military style Seventeen American dollarse each month we'd surely get For to carry...read more

All god's critters got a place in the choir some sing low, some sing higher, some sing out loud on the telephone wires, and some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they ...read more