Ballad Of Robin Winter-Smith - Nanci Griffith

Ballad Of Robin Winter-Smith - Nanci Griffith
Mamma's in the kitchen rattlin' pans and the baby cries
On the tv news somebody died
He was a crazy biker in a motorcycle ridin' daredevil show
In Merry England oh Twenty seven years old
He was tryin' to break the record
For jumpin' over cars he was the champ
He fell a little bit short Oh hit the ramp
This is the story sad and it's gory of Robin Winter-Smith
He was a very brave man if you get my drift
'Cause he waved to the crowd headed down
The runway like a
Man possessed Robin Winter-Smith
I guess he did his best
I make a livin' a playin' these songs
And I hang out in bars
I play my guitar Oh but honey
I don't jump over cars
Mamma's in the kitchen rattlin' pans
And the baby cries
On the tv news Somebody died
He was a crazy biker in a motorcycle
Ridin' daredevil show
In Merry England oh Twenty seven years old