Forty Bears

Forty Bears

©2014 Velvetone/Elbmusikverlag

Out of the downtown cave,
Groovin’ on the countryside lawn
Shake ‘em booty in their baggy pants
From dusk till dawn

Lickin’ sweet honey from their rusty cans
Gettin’ rid of them nasty ants
Singin’ Yankee Doodle with their Southern friends
All night long.

Wanda’n’Dolly
Hank’n’Buck
Kitty, Patsy‘n’Emmylou
Shake them booty too…

Forty bears – get together on their sacred ground
Forty bears – sharing with folks what’s been found
Forty bears – harmonize to their sacred sounds
Forty bears – since forty years.

Sway from side to side
Hum and strum their favorite songs
Bumpin‘ furry tails in a Hula dance
Till the early mornin‘

Jimmy’n’Johnny
Rose’n’June
Eddie, Gene and Jerry Lee
Shake them booty too…

Forty bears – get together on their sacred ground
Forty bears – sharing with folks what’s been found
Forty bears – harmonize to their sacred sounds
Forty bears – since forty years.

Out of the downtown cave
Groovin’ on the countryside lawn
Shake ‘em booty in their baggy pants
From dusk till dawn.

Forty bears – get together on their sacred ground
Forty bears – sharing with folks what’s been found
Forty bears – harmonize to their sacred sounds
Forty bears – since forty years!

Cash Is Gone

Cash Is Gone

Bill Collins

He blazed a trail in Memphis that led to Rock and Roll
He was the living breathing voice of Country heart and soul
He wouldn’t back down from the truth – no, not without a fight
He stood up for the common folk and what he knew was right

Chorus:
Well I didn’t know the singer
No I only knew his song
But the world’s a little darker
Now Johnny Cash is gone
His spirit’s flown – His song goes on – Cash is gone
Spirit’s flown – Song goes on – Cash is gone

He carried out a little bit of darkness on his back
Who else could knock on the doors of the Pearly Gates wearing black?
He’s passed into the greater light into the arms of June
A singer when his muse is gone is a man without a tune

Chorus:

What happens when the legends die? That’s something we must face
Well I know if there’s a Heaven there’s an angel singing bass
Now Johnny we all miss you – no, we’ll never be the same
So I’ll raise my glass to the Man in Black – and I’ll drink to your name

Chorus

Spirit’s flown – Song goes on – Cash is gone
Spirit’s flown – Song goes on – Cash is gone

Smuggle

Smuggle

 Lüers-Merck-Wittke-Ulrich

Hide it
For what it’s worth

Don’t tell
About the things you’ve got

Sell it
For the price you want

Smuggle
That’s what you need to do
Trouble
That’s what you’re ‚bout to be in