Nanci Griffith - Ballad of Robin Winter Smith lyrics

Mamma's in the kitchen rattlin' pans and the baby cries On the TV news, somebody died He was a crazy biker in a motorcycle ridin' daredevil show In Merry England, oh, twenty seven years old He was tryin' to break the record For jumpin' over cars, he was the champ He fell a little bit short oh, hit the ramp This is the story, sad and it's gory of Robin Winter-Smith He was a very brave man if you get my drift 'Cause he waved to the crowd, headed down the runway like a Man possessed, Robin Winter-Smith I guess he did his best I make a livin' a-playin' these songs and I hang out in bars I play my guitar oh, but honey, I don't jump over cars Mamma's in the kitchen rattlin' pans and the baby cries On the TV news somebody died He was a crazy biker in a motorcycle ridin' daredevil show In Merry England, oh, twenty seven years old