Blue Oyster Cult - Redeemed

Don't you give up my young, young ^Dfriends Here's a story I think will^G please^{Em D}How Sir Rastus^E Bear^Bm was in ^Afact ^Gredeemed ^DRedeemed from the^G cell^D to which he'd been^G thrown By men^D whose love was^G more ^EmFor the^Bm ice^A and ^Gcold

^AGoblins of surcease, villians of wise They^Bm pranced his brain on^G through the long, long^A night Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever^G believe You'd be by a ^Asong ^DRedeemed

Up on the north^D forty I'm ^Dsure it was Christmas^G day When^D Sir Rastus^G Bear taught^Bm children^A how to^G play Games of^G life and^D love And^D songs, oh those^G songs Oh^D those deep but^G true^{Em Bm}Hill ^Acountry^G songs

^AGoblins of surcease, villians of wise They^Bm pranced his brain on^G through the long, long^A night Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever^G believe You'd be by a ^Asong ^DRedeemed

Re^Gdeemed good lord, from the ice and cold Redeemed from the cell to which I've been thrown Re^Adeemed by virtue of a country song And I believe good Lord, it^B won't^A be^G long ^Bwon't^A be^Gmaj7 long ^BIt won't^A be ^Bwon't^A be^G long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long- ^Glong-long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long