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! Chorus 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 Chorus 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