Bobby Ray

Bobby Ray was born on the fourth of July in 1985, And it’s hard for any of us to believe that he’s made it here alive; ‘Cause Bobby he’s a wild one, lord, always one to find a thrill Seems he’s cheated death ‘bout a million times, always has and always will. On a railroad track as a boy he'd stand, as the engine barreled down Just a hair before his certain demise, off the track Bobby Ray would bound; At the lake he'd jump from the highest cliffs, with a whoop, his arms outstretched Seems there weren't no dare that he wouldn't take, no matter how far-fetched. Oh, Bobby Ray, he’s a crazy one, with a belly full of fire; Always takin’ life by the horns, that one, pushin’ right down to the wire. Never seen him pause, never seen him slip, there ain’t nothin’ he won’t try; He’s a crazy, funny, lunatic. Everyone sure loves the guy. Bobby Ray he’d blaze down the road, my lord, in his beat up pick up truck But he never got pulled over once, Bobby Ray was made for luck. He flipped it twice on that hairpin turn, at the end of Gluckman’s Lane; And he walked away without a scratch, everyone called him insane. In summertime you could count on him, to always bring the fun With a trunk load full of fireworks, he’d light ‘em off, and off we’d run; More than once things got really out of hand, and the docks got set ablaze, Still we laugh about ol’ Bobby Ray, and those wild and reckless days. Oh, Bobby Ray, he’s a crazy one, with a belly full of fire; Always takin’ life by the horns, that one, pushin’ right down to the wire. Never seen him pause, never seen him slip, there ain’t nothin’ he won’t try; He’s a crazy, funny, lunatic. Everyone sure loves the guy. Now Bobby Ray, he's older, but the years ain't slowed him down; If anything, he's bolder, and he's known from town to town. Wherever there’s a thrill to be had, or dare no one’ll take; That’s where you’ll find our Bobby Ray, he’s a man nothin’ can break! Yea, Bobby Ray, he’s a crazy one, with a belly full of fire; Always takin’ life by the horns, that one, pushin’ right down to the wire. Never seen him pause, never seen him slip, there ain’t nothin’ he won’t try; He's a crazy, funny, son of a gun, Lord knows that ain’t no lie!