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[transcribed by h]
Bob roberts band
By: jimmy

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

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

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

Well, the word out
melbourne to the keys.
The get the message
Like written on the breeze.
folks, old folks,
to cut a rug
Fox trot, hop,
Do the jitterbug,

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

I saw mini vans boca,
from perrine.
There were people speaking
In the line.
A couple on their
a bit confused.
But the in the band put 'em right in the mood.
played.....

A lady dressed in started dancing all alone
Then she sauntered oh so to the vacant microphone.
She sounded she's someone and never missed a beat.
By the time the ended they were dancin' in the street.

They'd died and to heaven,
That little crowd,
and saxophones
Sent 'em the clouds.
It have gone all night
But the had to stop.
When they blew the circuit
In the shop.

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

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

Oh-yea-a-a-ah!