Lyrics:

Don't you give up my young young friendHere'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 more for the ice and coldGoblins of surcease, villains of wiseThey pranced your brain all through the long long nightSir Rastus Bear who'd ever believeYou'd be by a song redeemed?Up on the north forty, I'm sure it was christmas dayWhen sir Rastus Bear taught children how to playGames of life and love, and songs, oh, those songsOh those deep but true, healed (?) country songsGoblins of surcease, villains of wiseThey pranced your brain all through the long long nightSir Rastus Bear who'd ever believeYou'd be by a song redeemed?Redeemed, good lord, from the ice and coldRedeemed from the cell to which I've been thrownRedeemed by virtue, of a country songAnd I believe that lord, It won't be long