| Well c’mon, man, I hear that Bobby’s back
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| From being upstate
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| He learned his lesson, so they say, well I guess we’ll
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| Wait and see
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| He’s got a new corvette, he says it does a hundred
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| And twenty, easy
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| Got some catchin' up to do, some crazy score to settle
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| When I first heard Bobby’s back, the first thing
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| That I thought of
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| Was how his chic like up and left with some guy
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| She just met
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| I don’t think that he knew it yet, man it
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| Sent a chill right through me
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| The only thing he ever loved just left with his last
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| Paycheck
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| Bobby’s back, maybe for good this time
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| All his life, he was the last in line
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| Bobby’s back, maybe for good this time
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| All my life, he was a friend of mine
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| Bobby’s face looked pale and thin, as if some ghost had
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| Haunted him
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| When he asked me what was new, I wasn’t quite
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| Sure what to say
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| How come everybody’s stickin' bloody fingers in my face?
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| I almost cried and said, «They sure don’t make cars
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| Like they use to»
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| Bobby’s back, maybe for good this time
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| All his life, he was the losing kind
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| Bobby’s back, maybe for good this time
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| All his life, he never had peace of mind
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| I shook him hard and said, «Listen, man
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| You can’t go back in time again»
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| And never 'til the day that I die
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| Did I see tears fall from Bobby’s eyes
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| Four or five years had gone by when I read about
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| How Bobby died
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| He crashed his car into a wall, messed up on drugs
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| And alcohol
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| Another brother led astray, well I’lll be damned
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| If I go that way
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| Say a little prayer for him
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| He lived a life you just can’t win
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| Bobby’s back, maybe for good this time
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| All his life, he was the last in line
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| Bobby’s back, maybe for good this time
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| Bobby’s gone, he was a friend of mine |