Bobby

Soaked and alone, on his knees in a house He escaped to the countryside after commiting a crime Bobby was young, heavy heart and his gun And the man drove him out of the city wanted dead or alive Yeah everything because he couldn't abide Now he knows, that at the start of his strife He was like "as far as being young and wild I am up for whatever" Bobby was young, heavy heart and his gun And to take somebody under his wings It wasn't too very clever Everything that he couldn't afford He wanna smile on a big street again He wanna follow his dreams, but instead.... Annie may go down and still make a sound She may go down and bleed in your mind Because now you hold your breath and your tongue But she would still go down and make a sound Make a sound, make a sound, make a sound So come along to the local jailhouse Two walls and a bed Inside they only reach for the time Bobby was young, heavy heart and his gun And the man found him outside the city He was barely alive Everything that he couldn't afford He wanna smile on a big street again He wanna follow his dreams, but instead.... Annie may go down and still make a sound She may go down and bleed in your mind Because now you hold your breath and your tongue But she would still go down and make a sound Make a sound, make a sound, make a sound Annie may go down and still make a sound She may go down and bleed in your mind Because now you hold your breath and your tongue But she would still go down and make a sound Make a sound, make a sound, make a sound --- Bobby - Johnossi