As a school boy I played with a plastic grenade, it was grey and with caps, it was loaded. In the dirt we would cry and dramatically die, as it flew through the air and exploded. — Tom Paxton Copy Share Image
Chris Chandler reminds me of my own self way back when - listen to him Now! — Tom Paxton Copy Share Image
As a school boy I played with a plastic grenade, it was grey and with caps, it was loaded. In the dirt we would… — Tom Paxton Copy Share Image
In a small village near Calcutta, in 1998, a villager who could not speak English sang me What Did You Learn In School Today?… — Tom Paxton Copy Share Image
“What did you learn in school today, Dear little boy of mine? What did you learn in school today, Dear little boy of mine?… — Tom Paxton Copy Share Image
Look em in the eye. Make a gesture of inclusion, which he did all the time. And above all, have a chorus. So I… — Tom Paxton Copy Share Image
Our leaders are the finest men, that's whey we elect them again and again. — Tom Paxton Copy Share Image
A suffering world cries for mercy, as far as the eye can see. Lawyers around every bend in the road, lawyers in every tree. — Tom Paxton Copy Share Image
In its power, clarity and shear beauty, Mack Bailey's voice reminds me of no one more than my friend, the late John Denver. I… — Tom Paxton Copy Share Image
