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[transcribed by h]
Bob roberts band
By: buffett

Well, heard about the alligators sleepin' in the shade
You've heard about the sugar barons screwin' up the 'glades,
It's a melting pot
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 severely shows it's age
The forties comes to on a make-shift stage.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh-yea-a-a-ah!