Biography:
Tom Paxton (born Thomas Richard Paxton on October 31, 1937) is an American singer and writer of folk music whose songs have had enduring appeal (and include modern standards such as "The Last Thing on My Mind") known for a cynical, often political edge. In 2009, he received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award. Paxton was born in Chicago, Illinois, the youngest child of Burton and Esther Paxton. The Paxton family moved to Bristow, Oklahoma in 1948, where Tom grew to adulthood and which he still considers home.
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Other songs:
- Born On The Forth Of July
- Daily News
- You Can Eat Dog Food
- Born On The Fourth Of July
- Bottle Of Wine
- Buy A Gun For Your Son
- Cant Help But Wonder Where Im Bound
- Crazy John
- Did You Hear John Hurt
- George W Told The Nation
- Getting Up Early
- Going To The Zoo
- Goodman Schwerner And Chaney
- Hold On To
- I Dont Want A Bunny Wunny
- I Give You The Morning
- Im The Man That Built The Bridges
- In Florida
- It Aint Easy
- Jimmy Newman
- Johhny Got A Gun
- Johnny Got A Gun
- Last Thing On My Mind
- Leaving London
- Lyndon Johnson Told The Nation
- Marvellous Toy
- Marvelous Toy
- My Ladys A Wild Flying Dove
- My Son John
- Ramblin Boy
- Susie Most Of All
- The Last Thing On My Mind
- The Party
- The Willing Conscript
- This World Goes Round And Round
- Wasnt That A Party
- When Annie Took Me Home
- When You Shook Your Long Hair Down
- Yuppies In The Sky
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[Intro]
A A A
[Verse 1]
A E A
My son John was a good boy and good to me,
A E A
when we had hard times well he stood by me,
D E A
we were in work and out of work and on the go,
D A E
if he had complaints I never heard of one,
D E A
he would pitch in and help me like a full grown man,
Bm E A E A
My son John, John my son,
[Verse 2]
A E A
My son John went to college and he made his way,
A E A
had to earn every penny but he paid his way,
D E A
he worked summers and holidays and through the year,
D A E
and it was no easy struggle that he won,
D E A
but he laughed at the ones who thought he had it hard,
Bm E A E A
My son John, John my son,
[Verse 3]
A E A
My son John got his uniform and went away,
A E A
With a band playing marches he want away,
D E A
And he wrote me a letter when he had the time,
D A E
He was losing his buddies one by one,
D E A
And I prayed and tried not to read between the lines,
Bm E A E A
My son John, John my son,
[Verse 4]
A E A
My son John came home yesterday, he’s here to stay,
A E A
Not a word to his father have I heard him say,
D E A
He seems glad to be home but I can’t be sure,
D A E
When I asked him what he’s seen and done,
D E A
He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door,
Bm E A
My son John, John my son,
D E A
He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door,
Bm E A A A
My son John, John my son,
A A A
[Verse 1]
A E A
My son John was a good boy and good to me,
A E A
when we had hard times well he stood by me,
D E A
we were in work and out of work and on the go,
D A E
if he had complaints I never heard of one,
D E A
he would pitch in and help me like a full grown man,
Bm E A E A
My son John, John my son,
[Verse 2]
A E A
My son John went to college and he made his way,
A E A
had to earn every penny but he paid his way,
D E A
he worked summers and holidays and through the year,
D A E
and it was no easy struggle that he won,
D E A
but he laughed at the ones who thought he had it hard,
Bm E A E A
My son John, John my son,
[Verse 3]
A E A
My son John got his uniform and went away,
A E A
With a band playing marches he want away,
D E A
And he wrote me a letter when he had the time,
D A E
He was losing his buddies one by one,
D E A
And I prayed and tried not to read between the lines,
Bm E A E A
My son John, John my son,
[Verse 4]
A E A
My son John came home yesterday, he’s here to stay,
A E A
Not a word to his father have I heard him say,
D E A
He seems glad to be home but I can’t be sure,
D A E
When I asked him what he’s seen and done,
D E A
He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door,
Bm E A
My son John, John my son,
D E A
He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door,
Bm E A A A
My son John, John my son,
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