That Sweet Orchestra Sound - Kacy & Clayton

People come down

Down from the hills

Down to the flatlands below

That long, frigid winter that’s held us apart

Departed with the cold wind and snow

The water is swelling

The creek beds are wide

And it’s a long messy road into town

But nothing could stop us for we’re on our way

To hear that sweet orchestra sound

Lonnie’s on rhythm

Bud Romanski’s on bass

McGlynn plays the steel guitar

Commence with a four-count and the crack of a drum

Turn around at the end of the bar

Fold up the tables

Stack all the chairs

Throw a little more salt on the floor

Take a drink from the bottle and cast off the cork

For we’ll dance the whole night or more

The Redwing, Down Yonder

Does the Westphalia Waltz

Sings «In Heaven There’ll Be No Beer»

The Lark in the Morning does a French Minuet

Since the Cock of the North is here

The band is all packed up

The last door is locked

When the morning’s first sunlight appears

May the Lord bless and keep you till we meet again

Once more in the fall of the year