Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bob Robert's Society Band , by - Jimmy Buffett. Song from the album Banana Wind, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.1995
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Bob Robert's Society Band |
| Well, You’ve heard about the alligators sleepin' in the shade |
| You’ve heard heard about the sugar barons screwin' up the 'glades |
| It’s a melting pot existance |
| That is hard to contemplate |
| And a never ending battle in the Sunshine State |
| But far, far away from the front page news |
| Far, far away from the headline blues |
| Down a secondary road that severely shows its age |
| The forties comes to life on a make-shift stage |
| It’s the Bob Roberts Society Band |
| Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand |
| They don’t play grunge and they don’t play loud |
| It’s the magic of the music that still draws a crowd |
| Well, the word goes out |
| From Melbourne to the Keys |
| The faithful get the message |
| Like it’s written on the breeze |
| Young folks, old folks |
| 'Bout to cut a rug |
| Fox Trot, Bunny Hop |
| Do the Jitterbug |
| To the Bob Roberts Society Band |
| Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand |
| They don’t play grunge and they don’t play loud |
| It’s the magic of the music that still draws a crowd |
| I saw mini vans from Boca |
| Buses from Perrine |
| There were people speaking Hindu |
| In the Bar-B-Que line |
| A couple on their honeymoon |
| Looked a bit confused |
| But the boys in the band put 'em right in the mood |
| They played… |
| A lady dressed in purple started dancing all alone |
| Then she sauntered oh so gently to the vacant microphone |
| She sounded like she’s someone and never missed a beat |
| By the time the number ended they were dancin' in the street |
| They’d died and gone to heaven |
| That lively little crowd |
| Trombones and saxophones |
| Sent 'em through the clouds |
| It could have gone all night |
| But the party had to stop |
| When they blew the circuit breaker |
| In the souvenir shop |
| It’s the Bob Roberts Society Band |
| Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand |
| They don’t play grunge and they don’t play loud |
| It’s the magic of the music that still draws a crowd |
| It’s the Bob Roberts Society Band |
| Playing every Sunday down at the Orange Grove Stand |
| They don’t play grunge and they don’t play loud |
| It’s the magic of the music that still draws a crowd |
| Oh-yea-a-a-ah! |