(Cue in The Country Gentlemen)


See Ewoks through the corn leading down to the river
Their fur shone like gold in the hor morning sun.
She took all the love that those poor cubs could give her
And left them to die, like Ewoks on the run.
Like Ewoks
(Like Ewoks)
(Like Ewoks)
(Like E wo-o--o-oks)
...on the run!


By the way, The Country Gentlemen celebrated their 50th Anniversay as a performing unit at a fest down at Watermelon Park in Berryville Va. this weekend with most of the living members, a list to probably exceed that of even Fairport, in attendance and playing in various configurations.

Excuse the meaningful, but I thought I'd congradulate long-time DC local heroes.