The Country Bears

One, two, three.

You can't sit around waiting|for the path to glory

You've got to get moving|to tell your story

The bigger they come,|the harder they fall

From the littlest acorns|come trees so tall

And where you're coming from|is where you're going

Until you get there|you got no way of knowing

All the love in the world

Won't find you|if you don't let it

Let it ride,|let it ride, let it ride

And every mistake is a break|but only if you get it

Let it ride,|let it ride, let it ride

And all the love|in the world

Won't find you|if you don't let it

Let it ride,|let it ride, let it ride

And every mistake is a break|but only if you get it

Let it ride,|let it ride, let it ride

Every day is a brand-new place

Feel the sun upon your face

Try something new

You won't regret it

The hole in your shoe

-Buddy, just forget it|-Whoo! Hey-hey!

Let it ride

Oh, you got to let it...

-Stage dive, stage dive,|stage dive.|-Let it ride, let it ride

-Whoa!|-Let it ride

Let it ride

Oh, you got to let it

Let it ride,|let it ride, let it ride.

Whoa, oh!

Hey!

Let it ride

Oh-ho.

Vroom!

Let it ride,|let it ride, let it ride

Let it ride

Oh, you got to let it

Let it ride,|let it ride, let it ride.

Yeah!

The Country Bears|officially broke up

after the '91 Hibernation Tour.

It's actually hard to imagine|popular music without the Bears.

I learned a lot from those guys

and that was why I was so sad|to see them break up.

I guess I miss the old days

at Country Bear Hall.

We was Kinda...|different, you see?

And, uh, at Country Bear Hall

you could be different|and still fit in.

Yup. Different. Mm-hmm.

Hey, Beary.

Doofus, it's time for dinner.

Sit down, Dex.

Okay, that's enough,|that's enough.

NapKin's not a toy, Dex.

I'm really not that hungry.

Mom?

Am I adopted?

Well... of course not, honey.

Eat your fish.

Yes, you are.

Um... why would you think that,|Beary?

I don't know.

Sometimes I feel... different.

Like Dex and me.

We don't look the same.

Our eyes are different colors

and he has freckles,|and I don't.

I think.

Are you serious?

That's why you think|you're different?

You know, um...

Iast week it was "casual Friday"|at the office

and I guess I forgot|and I wore a tie.

And boy... did I feel different!

It was...

Yeah.

The point is that it's|not unusual to feel different

and... those differences|always lead us

to our higher purpose.

Higher purpose?

Honey, even if you were adopted

we would love you|as much as we love Dexter.

Maybe more.

Just remember, son

the people who love you|no matter what...

that's your family.

Okay.

I'm going to go practice.

Did you know the Bears made|the only country song

ever go be recorded in Polish?!

Whoa! Really?!

And did you know|that nobody cares?

Way to go, doofus.

You're, like,|totally wrecKing this family.

Um, what are you talKing about?

You really want to know|what I'm talKing about?

Okay, this is my baby picture.

This is yours.

Yeah?

See this?

This is my birth certificate.

Here's yours.

The Rangers used this|to track you.

So... what's your point?

Forget it.

That?

That's the day|Mom and Dad got you.

What do you mean... "got me"?

I mean, picked you up, man.

You were left alone.

They brought you home

they showed you a bunch|of Barney videos

and they pretended|you were their son.

You don't belong here.

At Country Bear Hall

you could be different|and still fit in.

Yup. Different.

Sometimes it's just the goin'

You've got to go

And you don't even know|if it's the right thing to do

Nobody else can be showin'

Which way to go

And you're not even sure|of where you're goin' to

But it's a start

In your heart

Sometimes it's just the goin'...

Country Bear Hall!

Wow!

Whoa! Hey! Uh...

25 cents?!

Do you have change|for a hundred?

Hello, Reed.

I thought|you weren't coming back

until you could|tear the place down.

That's a whole|four days away, Henry.

The people that owned the bank|before you wouldn't mind

if I got behind in my payments|a month or two.

They'd cut me some slack.

Uh-huh. How far behind are you|right now?

Uh... six...

years.

Six years?

$20,000.

Must be tough.

You had a good run, Henry

but good things must come|to an end, lucKily.

That also applies|to lame junKie things

Iike Country Bear Hall.

Do you like the sound|of crunching wood?

I do.

Oh, like that's going to help.

Brother...

If you're going to stand there

you might as well|give me a hand.

What's that?

A sign.

Yeah, but... "Destroy"?

Right.

Well... they're going|to tear down Country Bear Hall.

Tear down Country Bear Hall?

Yeah.

Tear down Country Bear Hall?!

Uh...

yeah.

Sir, Officer Hamm.

And Officer Cheets.

Hamm and Cheets?

Yeah.

W-We get that all the time.

Well, it's your name.

-Mm-hmm.|-Uh-huh.

I thought you officers|might enjoy

a little nibble of something.

Ah...

When I'm upset, I bake.

Please help yourself!

Okay, um... about your boy...

Um, his name is Beary.

"B-a-r..."

No, it's "B-e-a-r," like in...

the German spelling of the name.

Oh, man, are you Kidding me?!

Don't worry, young buck.

We'll find your brother for you.

Here now.

There we go.

Now you're an honorary deputy.

Gee, thanks.

I'm sure all the Kids|on the playground

will be really impressed.

Yeah, well,|don't arrest anybody.

Yeah, this place would fill up|every weekend night.

Really?

I tell you, a lot of great music|was on that stage.

There's Flat and Scruggs,|Liver Lips McGraw, Gomer.

Jimi Hendrix opened here|for Vanilla Fudge.

But nobody, but nobody was like|the Country Bears.

Huh! Place would be packed--|people sitting everywhere

even up in the rafters.

You know, sometimes I'd climb|up there just to hear the notes.

What notes?

The music.

The millions of notes|that floated up there...

Some of the best|darn notes ever.

Well, why don't you stop them

before they start|to tear the place down?

Why?

$20,000, that's why.

You don't got it,|I don't got it.

Good-bye, Country Bear Hall.

I can't raise that Kind of cash.

Four days from now, this place|comes a-tumbling down.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute!

I got it!

I heard that some people have|a higher purpose in life.

Well.

I belong here.

I belong here helping you save|this place.

Nah.

And we can do it with a concert|to raise the money.

We can get the band|back together!

Get the band back to...!

Uh-huh.

Get the... get the...!

Oh, that's the stupidest thing.

Never in a million years.

But this place-- it's historic.

No.

The notes in the rafters.

-No!|-I know they'll do it.

-Oh, come on now.|-They could play a show.

Now, stop it, okay?

Just forget it. Stop it.

But wait, you're not...

I said stop!

It's over.

Uh...

Dumb Kid.

Stupid idea.

Get the band back together.

You could do that.

Oh, look, even if we found them,|uh... a concert?

Yeah, you need equipment

and tickets and promotion|and... everything.

I don't know.

I could do that.

Oh, Al.

Look, let's face it.

In a week from now,|some teenager's

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