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[transcribed by h]
Bob roberts band
By: buffett

Well, you've heard the alligators sleepin' in the shade
You've heard about the sugar barons screwin' up the 'glades,
It's a pot existance
is hard to contemplate
And a never ending in the sunshine state.

But far, far away the front page news,
Far, far from the headline blues,
Down a secondary road that shows it's age
The forties comes to on a make-shift stage.

It's the bob roberts band.
Playing every sunday at the orange stand.
They don't play and they don't play loud.
It's the of the music that still draws a crowd.

Well, the goes out
From to the keys.
The faithful get the
it's written on the breeze.
folks, old folks,
to cut a rug
Fox trot, hop,
Do the jitterbug,

To the bob society band.
Playing every sunday at the grove stand.
They don't play and they don't play loud.
It's the magic of the music that still a crowd.

I saw vans from boca,
Buses perrine.
There people speaking hindu
In the line.
A on their honeymoon
a bit confused.
But the boys in the band put 'em in the mood.
played.....

A dressed in purple started dancing all alone
Then she sauntered oh so to the vacant microphone.
She sounded like she's someone and missed a beat.
By the time the number ended they dancin' in the street.

died and gone to heaven,
That lively crowd,
and saxophones
Sent 'em the clouds.
It could have all night
But the had to stop.
When they the circuit breaker
In the shop.

It's the bob roberts band
every sunday at the orange grove stand
They don't play and they don't play loud
the magic of the music that still draws a crowd.

It's the bob roberts society
every sunday down at the orange grove stand
They don't play and they don't play loud
It's the magic of the music still draws a crowd.

Oh-yea-a-a-ah!