The Ballad of Old Red Hare Video (MV)

When I first met Red he wasn't red at all
Seemed everyone knew him by name
He's that guy in the back keepin' the beat at every single jam
No matter who got up with talent or not
Red just kept good times
Never hear him speak he'd just keep the beat at every single jam
Let's drink the first one it won't be the last one
A toast to our good friend Red Hare
Soft spoken cerebral a Ryder Lake regal
We won't hear congas no more... from our good friend Red Hare
He was a quiet man but he said a lot
Kept close to him all of his cards
When he did pipe up his wit would trump
All aces with so few words
When his battery was fading no chance of saving
A Red Hare bash one last time
He made our lives richer and painted some pictures
Memories more fine than his wine
Let's drink the first one it won't be the last one
A toast to our good friend Red Hare
Soft spoken cerebral a Ryder Lake regal
We won't hear congas no more...
When I first met Red he wasn't red at all
Time had made him grey
But that name just stuck I'll consider it luck
To meet him in those final days
Let's drink the first one it won't be the last one
A toast to our good friend Red Hare
Soft spoken cerebral a Ryder Lake regal
We won't hear congas no more... from our good friend Red Hare