Adam Dayton Gibson - Bear Creek Farm and Big Ed Lyrics

Willie James Wicker he's a faithful friend
Cookie Girl and Man they'll hang out till the night ends
Uncle Hal's in the corner a sight to behold
Private planes taking off stories of old

Big Daddy's got Cadillacs lined up in a row
Trucks and Jeeps parked where the river flows
Guns and bird dogs roam free on the land
That big belt buckle shines his steady hand

Bear Creek Blues under that southern sky
Ghosts of the past they never say bye
Running through the fields breaking all the rules
Chasing dreams living through Bear Creek Blues

Ed's frying catfish serving up the best
Senators and friends gather for the feast
Rusty fences tell tales that never cease
Life's real here where the heart finds peace

Hayloft secrets whisper in the breeze
Sweet Southern summers oh how they please
With Vern on the radio we sing out clear
Songs of the land where we hold dear

Hayloft secrets whisper in the breeze
Sweet Southern summers oh how they please
With Vern on the radio we sing out clear
Songs of the land where we hold dear

Bear Creek Blues under that southern sky
Ghosts of the past they never say bye
Running through the fields breaking all the rules
Chasing dreams living through Bear Creek Blues

So here's to the life we've carved out strong
With Willie Cookie and memories that belong
In the heart of our land we find our muse
Forever holding tight to these Bear Creek Blues