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Don't you give up my young, young friendsHere's a story I think will pleaseHow Sir Rastus Bear was in fact redeemedRedeemed from the cell to which he'd been thrownBy men whose love was moreFor the ice and coldGoblins of surcease, villains of wiseThey pranced his brain on through the long, long nightSir Rastus Bear who'd ever believeYou'd be by a songRedeemedUp on the north fortyI'm sure it was Christmas dayWhen Sir Rastus Bear taught children how to playGames of life and loveAnd songs, oh those songsOh those deep but trueHill country songsGoblins of surcease, villains of wiseThey pranced his brain on through the long, long nightSir Rastus Bear who'd ever believeLetras de cancionesYou'd be by a songRedeemedRedeemed good lord, from the ice and coldRedeemed from the cell to which I've been thrownRedeemed by virtue of a country songAnd I believe good Lord, it won't be longWon't be longIt won't beWon't be long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long-Long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long From Letras Mania