Our Friend Bobby - Donovan Woods

Cops found him on a Sunday

So we all met up Monday night

I guess we always kinda figured this might happen, someday

It’s just a drag that we were right

Everybody tellin' me that he’s in heaven

«He's prob’ly smilin' down on us right now»

But judgin' by the kind of stuff he was all mixed up in

Even I have my doubts

We drink one for our friend Bobby

Ran his car right off the road

On accident?

On purpose?

Darlin', even now we don’t know

Drink one for our friend Bobby

Open them gates and let him in

On accident, on purpose

Darlin', those were pretty much the same to him

My dad called him «The neighbor kid»

Next best thing to next-of-kin

I prob’ly would’a got beat up like a thousand more times than I did

If I didn’t grow up next to him

And now my friends can just keep in talkin'

Goin' on and on about a bunch of lies

When’s the last time any of them saw him?

Or even called him?

He wasn’t that bad a guy

I drink one for my friend Bobby

Ran his car right off the road

On accident?

On purpose?

Darlin', even now we don’t know

Drink one for our friend Bobby

Open them gates and let him in

On accident, on purpose?

Darlin', those were pretty much the same to him

Those were pretty much the same to him

Those were pretty much the same to him