Tuesday, January 11, 2011

bobbie im to drunk to drive this golfcart...

we were sitting outside camp under an old tin roof,
shooting the shit and howling at the moon,
while the falling rain drops kept beat with the tune,
getting high as hell and sure wern't feeling any pain,

everyone around had started going to bed,
the rain let up and there were only a few of us left,
and i dug up the keys and said who's coming,

everyone kinda looked at me like i was half nuts,
there wasnt nothing around us but mud,
and as twisted as i was i couldnt find me many volunteers,


Then up stepped Bobby who had had his share,
And he sat down right next to me,
We grabbed our hand on 6 more cAns and we were headed to the lake,

A couple corners around the bend Bobby seemed to have something on his mind,
Another 3 cans in he finally broke to tell me what he had to say
He said I know you think that were to young
and might be mad I asked her for her hand,
But I just want you to know that were in love
and I'm gonna do the best I can ,

and your an uncle she's always looked up to,
and it's sure be nice if we knew you approved,

His words for sure did sound sincere and I knew this must be hard,
And I wanted to chose my words carefully as I began to speak my part,

I said Bobbie I'm to drunk to drive this golf cart,
I said Bobbie we gottA find our way back home,
I said Bobbie I'm to drunk to drive this golf cart,
I said Bobbie I don't even remember which damn road,
I said bobbie I hat to it this conversation short,
But sometimes the best stories are left untold,

We laughed and tried to pick the streets as he was more lost than me,
We turned in circles corvette seemed like years
Always seeing that same damn tree,

Then somehow we finally mAde it back laughing so hard we both cried,
And in that moment things were shared that words could not describe,

I said Bobbie I'm to drunk to drive this golf cart,
I said Bobbie we gotta find our way back home,
I said Bobbie I'm to drunk to drive this golfcart,
I. Can't even remember who h damn road,
I said Bobbie I hate o cut this cpversation short,
But sometimes the best words are the ones left untold,

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