My Friend Bob (Radio Edit)

My friend Bob is cocaine crazy
No he ain’t lazy
He’ll lend you five dollars
So that he can collar you for fifty more

My friend Bob is Ginsberg trippin’
His iceberg is slippin’
Into hot water you’d think that he oughta swim for the shore

He’s got a frayed cloth Guthrie hat
A back pocket full of excuses that
He’ll tender at a moment’s notice
He’s got a boot lace mandolin heart
Torn & tattered from playin’ the part
Of a dust-bowl clown livin’ on promise

My friend Bob
A vagabond genius
A little bit fiendish
Subscribes to the theory of Timothy Leary 1966

My friend Bob
A hobo icon
Yeah, he’s so right on
You’re thankful to be in the presence of his guru peasant’s hippy tricks

He’s got a frayed cloth Guthrie hat
A back pocket full of excuses that
He’ll tender at a moment’s notice
He’s got a boot lace mandolin heart
Torn & tattered from playin’ the part
Of a dust-bowl clown livin’ on promise

Copyright © 2013 Serious Delta Papa Music

Appears on "My Friend Bob (Radio Edit)" (Single Version) © 333 Records Ltd
Also on "Cracking The Code" and "The BBC Sessions" (Live Version) © 333 Records Ltd