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