When The Frost Is On The Punkin Lyrics & Chords By Tom Paxton

It's the tenth of January and I still ain't had no sleep She comes waltzing in the nighttime, made of wings She is dressed up like a bandit with a hundred sparkling rings Looking...read more

Come all you young fellers, so young and so fine and seek not your fortunes way down in the mine it will form like a habit and seep in your soul 'til the stream of your blood...read more

Bring me a boat to cross to my dear, I stand here alone, with my sweetheart so near, Bring me a boat to cross o'er the Tyne, For its deep murky waters part his heart and mine. ...read more

There is a house down in New Orleans They call the risin' sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh god, I'm a-one My mother was a tailor She sewed...read more

It's five o'clock this morning and the sun is on the rise There's frosting on the window pane, and sorrow in your eyes The stars are fading quietly, the night is nearly...read more