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I build and play Cigar Box Guitars since 2011. I organize exhibitions and festivals for free. I record my own songs and share my CDs… all for free… I needed a font for posters and covers… I didn't find the right font to tell the legendary story of the Cigar Box Guitars…

I created one "Cigar Box Guitar.ttf" This is the first one, free for personal use and you can send me a message to tell me what you think about it and how you use it. For commercial use, ask me.

That Blue White Red Christmas

Phill Hill Charlie - 2015

Hey Baby Baby join me Join me and join that blue blue white red Christmas

Join that blue white red Christmas

As blue as the sky and its heavy clouds

As White as light coming from the stars

As red as the main anger and your likeable lips

Hey Baby join that blue white red Christmas

Join me and join that blue white red Christmas

Don't forget Christmas can't be only some words

Christmas and Freedom can't be only some words too

Happiness can't be only some words

Love can't be only some words

And Peace can't be only some words too

Hey Baby Join me Join me and join that blue white red Christmas

Join that blue white red Christmas

As blue as the sky and its heavy clouds

As white as light coming from the stars

As red as my anger and your likeable lips

Join that blue white red Christmas

Hey you Join me and join that blue white red Christmas

Don't forget Christmas can't be only some words

Freedom can't be only some words too

Happiness can't be only some words too

Love can't be only some words

Peace can't be only some words

Hey Baby join me Hey Baby join me join me

and join me join that blue white red Christmas

join that blue white red Christmas

As blue as the sky and its heavy clouds

As White as light coming from the stars

As red as my anger and your likeable lips

Join that blue white red Christmas

Join me and join that blue white red Christmas

Don't forget Christmas and Freedom can't be only some words

Happiness can't be only some words too

Hey you – love

Hey you – love

Hey Bro'

(...yes by myself...)

Hey Bro', where you goin' with that guitar in your hand ?
Hey Bro', (I said) where you goin' with that guitar in your hand ?
Alright, i'm goin to perform for you my buddy
You know I thought you are waiting like all the other fans
Yeah, ! I'm going to play for you my buddy
You know I thought you waiting like all the other fans.
Huh ! And that s wonderful.
Uh, hey Bro', I heard you wrote one great song down,
You wrote it down
Uh, hey Bro', I heard you wrote that funny song down,
You wrote it down on the ground, Yeah !
Yes, I did, I wrote it,
You know i thought of it since so long,
Since so long in town,
Uh, yes I did, I wrote it
You know I thought you were waiting alone in town.
But I gave you my guitar and you kept it !
Alright
(Ah ! Hey Brother)

Play it one more time again, buddy !
(Oo)
Yeah.
(Hey Bro' ! )
Ah, dig it !
(Hey)
Ah ! Ah !
(Bro' where you gonna go ? )
Oh, alright.
Hey Bro', say now,
(Hey)
Uh, where you gonna run to now, where you gonna run to ?
Yeah.
(where you gonna go ? )
Hey Bro', I said,
(Hey)
Where you goin' to run
To now, where you, where you gonna go ?
(Brother ! )
Well, dig it !
I'm goin' way down right to Boissy,
(Hey)
Way down to Boissy-Sans-Avoir! Alright !
(Bro')
I'm goin' way to Boissy,
(Hey, Bro')
Way down where I can be free !
(where you gonna... )
Everyone gonna find me babe !
(... go ? )
Yes, go to B-S-A
(Hey, Bro')
We all gonna perform, yeah, in Boissy!
(Bro' where you gonna. . )
You better believe it right now !
(... go ? )
I gotta go now !
Hey, Bro',
(Bro')
You better run on down !
(where you gonna... )
Goodbye everybody. Ow !
(... go ? )
Hey, Brother, what'd I say,
(Hey... ... ... ... ... ... ... . . Bro')
Go in town.
(Boissy-sans-avoir !!!!!! )