Lyrics Bobby Kennedy - Black 47

Bobby Kennedy

Sing you a song about a man long forgotten
Born in Massachusetts in the city of Boston
He grew up, silver spoon in his mouth
Cocky as hell and he knew what he was all about
His brother Jack came home a hero from the Navy
His Daddy said, «Bobby, I think that maybe
If you and me do a whole lot of work
He’ll be the first Irish Catholic to make it to the White House.»
His Daddy, he bought the Democratic ticket
And Jack walked all over a man called Nixon
Six months later they’re sitting in the White House
«Bobby, let’s find out what this country is all about
I want you to be my attorney general
Clean up the unions, meet that man called Martin."
Then he got mixed up in the Cuban Crisis
Lee Harvey Oswald blew his head off down in Texas
Don’t get mad, just get even
Keep on going though your heart is bleeding
Love your friends, don’t turn your back on your enemies
This is the story of a man called Bobby Kennedy
So Bobby, he took a trip down South
Saw his brothers and his sisters living hand to mouth
Deep in the heart of the Mississippi Delta
While up in DC they’re blowing billions on weapons
Saw the look of despair in the eyes of the children
The hopelessness of the men and the women
«Something is rotten in these United States
And if you ain’t gonna fix it then get out of my way!»
He said, «I gotta do this, gotta run for President
Gotta put my millions where my heart is.»
Ran against Hubert and Gene McCarthy
Give the people a voice though it’s breaking up the party
Then someone whacked Martin in a state of paranoia
Bobby won the primary in the state of California
But some crazy mother with an illegal weapon
Blew his brains out all over that hotel
Don’t get mad, just get even
Keep on going though your heart is bleeding
Love your friends, don’t turn your back on your enemies
This is the story of a man called Bobby Kennedy
So many years since Bobby got offed
Nothing to replace him, no one doing the job
Don’t feed the children, they’re costing the moon
Weasels in the White House sing a Democratic tune
Then I hear him say, «It don’t make any sense.»
You can’t balance budgets without a conscience
And no one will deliver you from your enemies
If you go ahead and give up on all your dreams.
Don’t get mad, just get even
Keep on going though your heart is bleeding
Love your friends, don’t turn your back on your enemies
This is the story of a man called Bobby Kennedy
Don’t get mad, just get even
Keep on going though your heart is bleeding
Love your friends, don’t turn your back on your enemies
This is the story of a man called Bobby Kennedy
This is the story of a man called Bobby Kennedy