Pa Bradley Songtext
von The Magic Lanterns

Oh, Pa Bradley
Nothing but shin and bone
He lived up in a mountains
In his cabin all alone

He who knew Pa Bradley
Use to fish down by the stream
He would tell me stories
Of the places he had seen
I knew he been at Fitical Hills
For more than eighty years
The way he told some tales boy
I′d end us in tears


Oh, Pa Bradley
Nothing but shin and bone
He lived up in a mountains
In his cabin all alone
Oh, Pa Bradley
Nothing but shin and bone
He lived up in a mountains
In his cabin all alone

He believed in everything
In the stories that he had told
I guess he'd just felt lonely now
That was getting old
The townfolk would say morning Pa
Where you been today?
Well, I ain′t rightly sure boy
Just lazying through the day


Oh, Pa Bradley
Nothing but shin and bone
He lived up in a mountains
In his cabin all alone
Oh, Pa Bradley
Nothing but shin and bone
He lived up in a mountains
In his cabin all alone
Oh, Pa Bradley
Nothing but shin and bone
He lived up in a mountains
In his cabin all alone

Now when he died we buried him
In his book all shining new
When he gets to heaven man
I bet he's been there too
The stone we placed upon his grave
Was dusty cracked and grey
Upon the stone we did not know
What he'd want us to say

Oh, Pa Bradley
Nothing but shin and bone
He lived up in a mountains
In his cabin all alone
Oh, Pa Bradley
Nothing but shin and bone
He lived up in a mountains
In his cabin all alone
Oh, Pa Bradley
Nothing but shin and bone
He lived up in a mountains
In his cabin all alone.