Redeemed

Don't you give up my young, young friends Here's a story I think will please How Sir Rastus Bear was in fact redeemed Redeemed from the cell to which he'd been thrown By men whose love was more For the ice and cold Goblins of surcease, villains of wise They pranced his brain on through the long, long night Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever believe You'd be by a song Redeemed Up on the north forty I'm sure it was Christmas day When Sir Rastus Bear taught children how to play Games of life and love And songs, oh those songs Oh those deep but true Hill country songs Goblins of surcease, villains of wise They pranced his brain on through the long, long night Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever believe You'd be by a song Redeemed Redeemed good lord, from the ice and cold Redeemed from the cell to which I've been thrown Redeemed by virtue of a country song And I believe good Lord, it won't be long Won't be long It won't be Won't be long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long- Long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long