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it was the ride of their lives with a terrier by their sides
and a suitcase full of secrets that they tried to hide
getting chased as they raced from the ghosts of the past
holding out for the scout that had doubts they would last
like a wing and a prayer that bobbled up for air
they were held together there like John Irving's 19th bear
filled with laughter and with tears they drowned their woes with beers
driving fast burning gas winding hard and grinding gears
treasures grabbed secrets nabbed nearly shot nearly stabbed
on a mission dressed in black sirens blaring blues attack
on a wing and a prayer feeling lighter than the air
they were caught together where with John Irving's 19th bear
call it a burden or a load
they had a weakness for the road
was it a dream or something stranger
that kept attracting them to danger?
each journey made them more aware
of dancing with John Irving's 19th bear
it was the night of remorse that shot them way off course
when the dog ran the fog and the hog hit a horse
on a cliff where they missed that sharp blinding turn
falling fast from the grasp of the flaming fierce burn
set free from their cares with one last answered prayer
they found more than their share and John Irving's 19th bear
call it a burden or a load
they had a weakness for the road
was it a dream or something stranger
that kept attracting them to danger?
each journey made them more aware
dancing with John Irving's 19th bear
19th bear...
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words and music copyright 2011 Douglas Brent Smith