
Date of issue: 03.08.2008
Record label: Small Town
Song language: English
Bobby Marshall |
The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree |
Litte Bobbys out there robbing banks already |
Bobby’s parents left him long ago |
Now hes on his own |
Little Bobby is already out on his own |
In his mind he’s got it all under control |
Waking up in the gutter with blood on his hands |
Wake him from, wake him from this, sleep, wake, him |
Wake Him from this sleep |
Haunted by his only memory |
What goes around comes around |
Now this curse has been layed up on me |
And now Ill die alone |
Little Bobby is already out on his own |
In his mind he’s got it all under control |
Waking up in the gutter with blood on his hands |
Wake him from, wake him from this, sleep, wake, him |
Wake Him from this sleep |
Out, get out, why can’t i get your face out of my |
Head |
Get out, get out, wake him from this sleep |
Wheres my son?, nothing left for me to say, wheres my |
Son? |
Wheres my son?, sorry sir but your to late, Wheres my |
Son? |
Name | Year |
---|---|
The Air Is Cold Tonight | 2012 |
A Man Left Behind | 2012 |
The Point of No Return | 2012 |
On the Road | 2012 |
Watch Them Feed | 2008 |
Behind Bars | 2009 |
Break The Ice | 2008 |
A Different World | 2012 |
Regards | 2008 |
The Cost Of Living | 2008 |
Burn It All | 2008 |
The Night Falls | 2012 |
Just Another Day | 2008 |
Bare Feet and Broken Glass | 2011 |