Bobby's Song

Bobby's in the road again
Singing like his life depends
F310 around his neck
It's out of tune but what the heck
He'll sing a song and dance and sway
Hoping someone will say
Hey Bob you're singing well today

Got his self a megaphone
He made it from a traffic cone
Cut the base and shaped the top
He shouts it loud he shouts it hot
He's on his knees as if to prey
Hoping someone will say
Hey Bob your shouting well today

Streets of Newton streets of Hyde
From Matley down to Riverside
All weathers come all weathers go
But Bobby how they take their toll
A body old soon starts to groan
Cos a man is only flesh on bone
Friends pass along the way
Look at you and they all say
Hey Bob you take some care today

Winter comes a creeping in
Hey Bob where've you bin
Kid you look a little frail
Eyes so dark and skin so pail
These streets are not the place to be
It's five below the snow falls free

Sit there chilled to the bone
Closed your eyes then you were gone
Oh hey what could we do
Hey what could we say
Hey Bob you stole our hearts today



Credits
Writer(s): Terence Oneill
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