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Love For Bobby Long....

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

Bobby was like Zorba 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,
Should've seen him down the field.
I old, I grow old. I wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
It's a song, for Bobby Long.
A love song, for Long.

(2x)

He was a man, he had Cherokee cheekbones.
A fair 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, said Bobby Long was but a drunk,
But all the in his head was way passed anything they done thunk.
a love song for Bobby Long.
A song for Bobby Long.

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

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