There’s a big brown cloud in the city
And the countryside’s a sin
When the price of life’s too high to give up
Well, we’ve got to come down again
When the world wide war is over and done
And the dream of peace comes true
We’ll all be drinking that free Bubble Up
And eating that rainbow stew
When they find out how to burn water
And the gasoline car is gone
When an airplane flies without any fuel
And the sunlight heats our home
Well, one of these days when the air clears up
And the sun come a-shining through
We’ll all be drinking that free Bubble Up
And eating that rainbow stew
Eating rainbow stew with a silver spoon
Underneath that sky of blue
We’ll all be drinking that free Bubble Up
And eating that rainbow stew
You don’t have to get high to be happy
Just think about what’s in store
When people start doing what they oughta be doing
Then they won’t be booing no more
When a president goes through the White House doors
And does what she says she’ll do
We’ll all be drinking that free Bubble Up
And eating that rainbow stew
Eating rainbow stew with a silver spoon
Underneath that sky of blue
We’ll all be drinking that free Bubble Up
And eating that rainbow stew
Eating rainbow stew with a silver spoon
Underneath that sky of blue
We’ll all be drinking that free Bubble Up
And eating that rainbow stew
Eating rainbow stew with a silver spoon
Underneath that sky of blue
We’ll all be drinking that free Bubble Up
And eating that rainbow stew
Other lyrics by Old Crow Medicine Show:
Beautiful Land
People, many branches of a tree How much longer will it be before we reach as one? Torn apart and divided by the colors that we see Refusing to believe we’re all in …
For What It's Worth
There’s something happening here What it is ain’t exactly clear There’s a man with a gun over there A-telling me I got to beware I think it’s time …
Howdy Do America
Here’s a little story ‘bout the train I ride The steam locomotive called the Stars And Stripes Stoked up and cuttin’ through the countryside Hear the …
Last American Waltz
Come out, come out, wherever you roam There’s time enough for one last song So gather in close before the music fades Kick up your heels, lay down your stones Roll …
Lewis And Clark
Just a blue ridge boy in Albemarle Born to hitch a ride upon a shooting star With a compass rose pointing towards the sun Merriweather Lewis hit for Oregon Oh, but that …