The Great Lakes Fishing Trade Lyrics & Chords By Mustard's Retreat

When she's a tight old staver, Then do all you can to save her; When she drops her dear old transom, Time to pack your gear and leave her. Ho-ro, the wind and snow Flying...read more

In the shade of this old tree, In the summer of my dreams. By the tall grass, by the wild rose, Where the trees dance, as the wind blows: As the days go, oh, so slowly, As...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

Well loved for the home that was in it And the crooked fuchsia'd walls But with the sow killed for a belly full How could this a home we call? With heavy hearts bundled in wool...read more

I knew a painter in my younger days, A man who lived with brushes, sticks and stones. His days were filled with canvas scenes Of browns and blues and meadow greens. And the world...read more