Terri Bull Band

Music

Fire Halls and Bingo Nights

(Verse 1)
Well, I was born in Macungie town,
Where the coal and the steel, they lay the ground,
We picked up our strings and we played our part,
In the Macungie String Band, where it all did start.

(Chorus)
Oh, we're the Terri Bull Band, we're here to play,
In fire halls, bingo parlors, and diners all day,
We sing the blues, with a country twang,
And a touch of rock 'n' roll, that'll make you sang.

(Verse 2)
Now, we've come a long way since those humble days,
From the coal mines to the diners, we've learned to sway,
Our music's for the working folk, the blue-collar crowd,
The ones who keep on toiling, workin' hard and proud.

(Chorus)
Oh, we're the Terri Bull Band, we're here to play,
In fire halls, bingo parlors, and diners all day,
We sing the blues, with a country twang,
And a touch of rock 'n' roll, that'll make you sang.

(Bridge)
From the mountains of central-Pennsylvania,
To the heart of every coal miner's soul,
We bring the music that binds us together,
In the rhythm of life, we find our role.

(Verse 3)
So gather 'round, friends, let's raise our voice,
In the mom & pop diners, we'll all rejoice,
For the Terri Bull Band is here to stay,
With the blues and the country, we'll never sway.

(Chorus)
Oh, we're the Terri Bull Band, we're here to play,
In fire halls, bingo parlors, and diners all day,
We sing the blues, with a country twang,
And a touch of rock 'n' roll, that'll make you sang.

(Outro)
So let's sing it loud, let's sing it strong,
In the heart of Pennsylvania, we all belong,
To the Terri Bull Band, we'll raise our glass,
For the music we love, will forever last.

Centralia's Smokin' Memories

(Verse 1)
I remember when I was just a young lad,
Headin' to Centralia, the memories we had,
Visiting family, in that coal-minin' town,
Where the streets were alive, and the love was abound.

(Chorus)
Oh, Centralia, we'd gather 'round the fire,
Tellin' stories of the past, with love and desire,
In the heart of Pennsylvania, where the coal runs deep,
We'd make our memories, and forever they'd keep.

(Verse 2)
We'd roam the streets with our cousins and kin,
Exploring the hills, where our roots would begin,
The laughter and joy, as we'd play through the day,
In Centralia, the memories will never fade away.

(Chorus)
Oh, Centralia, we'd gather 'round the fire,
Tellin' stories of the past, with love and desire,
In the heart of Pennsylvania, where the coal runs deep,
We'd make our memories, and forever they'd keep.

(Bridge)
Though the town's now empty, and the fires still burn,
Our love for Centralia will never adjourn,
Through the smoke and the ashes, our memories will rise,
Like a phoenix reborn, we'll touch the skies.

(Verse 3)
Now we're grown, and we travel afar,
But Centralia's memories will always be our star,
The warmth of our family, their love and their grace,
Will guide us through life, as we find our own place.

(Chorus)
Oh, Centralia, we'd gather 'round the fire,
Tellin' stories of the past, with love and desire,
In the heart of Pennsylvania, where the coal runs deep,
We'd make our memories, and forever they'd keep.

(Outro)
So we'll sing of Centralia, with our hearts held high,
And remember the days when the town touched the sky,
For the love of our family will never grow cold,
In Centralia, the memories are worth more than gold.

Whispers of Wisdom by Mill Creek

(Verse 1)
Down by Mill Creek, in Lancaster town,
I met an old chief, with a feathered crown,
Chief Halftown, a wise man of lore,
With stories to tell, by the creek's gentle roar.

(Chorus)
Oh, Chief Halftown, share your wisdom and grace,
By the banks of Mill Creek, where the waters embrace,
We'll listen and learn, from your tales of yore,
In the land of Dutch Wonderland, forevermore.

(Verse 2)
He spoke of the past, of the Susquehannock tribe,
How they lived off the land, with nature as their guide,
Through forests and valleys, where the white-tailed deer roamed,
In the heart of Pennsylvania, they called it their home.

(Chorus)
Oh, Chief Halftown, share your wisdom and grace,
By the banks of Mill Creek, where the waters embrace,
We'll listen and learn, from your tales of yore,
In the land of Dutch Wonderland, forevermore.

(Bridge)
As the sun sets, and the fireflies dance,
We'll cherish the moments, and seize every chance,
To learn from the past, and the stories we hear,
From Chief Halftown, our heritage so dear.

(Verse 3)
With a smile and a nod, he shared his last tale,
Of the beauty and strength, in the nightingale's wail,
We sat by Mill Creek, as the stars filled the sky,
With the wisdom of Chief Halftown, our spirits would fly.

(Chorus)
Oh, Chief Halftown, share your wisdom and grace,
By the banks of Mill Creek, where the waters embrace,
We'll listen and learn, from your tales of yore,
In the land of Dutch Wonderland, forevermore.

(Outro)
So remember the stories, of Chief Halftown's past,
In the heart of Dutch Wonderland, their lessons will last,
By the banks of Mill Creek, let the memories flow,
With the wisdom of Chief Halftown, our hearts will grow.

Trials and Trust: The You F-ing Guys

(Verse 1)
There once was a traveling brochure salesman,
A radio DJ, and a computer whiz, my friend,
They joined their hands, and they formed a crew,
In search of a life, both thrilling and new.

(Chorus)
They're the "You F-ing Guys," makin' their way,
Through trials and laughter, they're here to stay,
A band of brothers, in this world they'll roam,
Together they'll find, their place called home.

(Verse 2)
The salesman he'd travel, from town to town,
With brochures in hand, and a smile not a frown,
The DJ, he'd spin, the tunes that would play,
On the radio waves, every night and day.

(Chorus)
They're the "You F-ing Guys," makin' their way,
Through trials and laughter, they're here to stay,
A band of brothers, in this world they'll roam,
Together they'll find, their place called home.

(Verse 3)
The computer whiz, Chia Bob, he'd tinker and toil,
With wires and codes, he'd never recoil,
Creating the systems, that would pave their way,
In a world of technology, where they'd make their play.

(Bridge)
Three different paths, with one common goal,
To build a small company, and make it whole,
They'd face the challenges, and rise above,
With the power of friendship, and the strength of trust.

(Verse 4)
As they ventured forth, in their company so small,
They'd learn from each other, and stand tall,
Their stories would echo, from mountains to seas,
The "You F-ing Guys," forever they'd be.

(Chorus)
They're the "You F-ing Guys," makin' their way,
Through trials and laughter, they're here to stay,
A band of brothers, in this world they'll roam,
Together they'll find, their place called home.

(Outro)
So raise a toast, to the "You F-ing Guys,"
Their journey continues, beneath the skies,
In a world that's uncertain, they'll make their stand,
With trust and determination, hand in hand.

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Fire Halls and Bingo Nights

Centralia's Smokin' Memories

Whispers of Wisdom by Mill Creek

Trials and Trust: The You F-ing Guys

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