When Bobby was young, man he could run
Up the hills picking sticks
He said it was fun and it gave him balance
The football man came to the house saying
Come play for us boy, don
Man I
Slow down, slow down
There
Lay down in the gra** and stare at the clouds
Take it from me
I
The boss had a big forehead
They said he was a righteous dude
But not right now was all he said when Bobby told him
Man I aint got no money for food
The boss said,
The boiler pump needs some fixin
Bobby said,
I
Ginger was a rich girl
Wore the Star of David around her neck
Had a summer home at the lake
She sat on deck
Bobby drove a cigarette boat called the
Is that yours? She asked
No, I
Ginger was in love; mother asked,
Well he looks good in a t-shirt and man can he dance!
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Bobby went and sold his car, his house and everything underneath
He got a real estate license, a diamond ring and a small piece of gold between his teeth
Ginger thought it was a fitting contrast, the dead hand of the past
He said it was a touch of cla**
And she said wow, this all seems so fast
Well they buried proud heritage and moved to Florida
Where Bobby hustled and took advantage
Where he could, he would
It was a boy and he could run too
Just like the old man, but with a limited view
Bobby said
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The boy was even faster than his pop
He grew up and flourished, man he never stopped
Girls and money, a motorcycle that hopped
Jealous men called for a bow
An accident, and ambulance on the scene
And with one rainy night came to the end of the team
Bobby fell to his knees and said
Bobby and Ginger cried for years
The warm sun of Spain couldn
And they became 200 times removed from faith
Bobby kept on running till his legs got stiff
Old age crept in and Ginger took a trip
To the hospital where she cried
She took care of Bobby when he became unaware of reality
And he
He said there
Change my sheets baby, give me some cla**
Ginger said,
Don
It would be a shame to die with a frown
Run to that light Bobby
We were wrong and maybe you were right
It