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Love For Bobby Long....

Brewton Alabama, at The Inn.
Hot day, old orange juice and on the night stand.
There's a Chevy Nova with the seat out the back
From a Winston cigarette was thumped into the window.

Bobby Long was like the Greek,
Side-tracked by the of a woman.
been an actor on the movie screen
Stayed in just, a dreamer of dreams.

He played football W.S.Neil,
seen him running down the field.
I grow old, I grow old. I wear the of my trousers rolled.
It's a love song, for Long.
A song, for Bobby Long.

(2x)

He was a man, he had Cherokee cheekbones.
A haired boy, where did he go wrong?
He chose the road less traveled, all the difference.
Now hes chastised, criticized, he make no sense.
Brewton called him crazy, Bobby Long was nothing but a drunk,
But all the in his head was way passed anything they done thunk.
It's a song for Bobby Long.
A song for Bobby Long.

But don't get me wrong, Bobby wasn't no good.
He'd you down, if he thought he could,
he would, drag you down.
The road I ride be the death of me,
Won't you come
The road I is gonna set me free,
Its gonna me home.

He was a of my papa's.
He used to and tell lies.
Praised O'Connors, smoked cigarettes and Philosofied.
So here I am at The Inn,
Me and Capn' Long and my girl-friend.
Oh he charms her a poem,
Then he down and cries,
Smiles a crooked smile, with his cheek-bone side.
about his life, now he's 63.
He looks me in the eyes, and come and go with me
He could on water, walk on water
But you know he himself in wine.
God and the devil, God and the devil,
God and the devil along his mind.
It's a love for Bobby Long.
A love for Bobby Long.