2014 - Bouncing Band

by Bob Who and The Little Criminals

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Mama’s In The Kitchen 09/18/11 - FtLd Mama’s in the kitchen Banging on the stove Papa’s in the bedroom Fiddling as he goes And everyone shouts To make the flowers grow But nobody seems To really really know And if you close your eyes Will the sun still shine And if you close your ears Can you hear me crying And if you close your heart How will you know When love comes knocking On your door Mama’s in the kitchen... And if you close your mouth How can you tell And if you close your soul Then fare thee well And if you close your heart How would you know That love’s been knocking On your door Mama’s in the kitchen.... And if you cared for me Then you would stay But something tells me You will leave Since you closed your heart How could you know That my love’s been knocking On your door tune: drop A down two notes to G verse: 13.23 - 15.25 (repeatedly) chorus: 21.42 - 21 42.54 - 42 21.42.53 - 21.42 13.52.63 - 13.63 end: 13.63 copyright 2011 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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Why Oh Why 04:20
Why Oh Why 09/03/12 - FtLd Baby get your pudding Baby get your pie Baby get your finger out But don’t stick it in your eye Cause it’ll hurt And you’ll cry Cause baby don’t know better And baby don’t know why oh why Brother get your bicycle Brother get your ball Brother have a beer But brother don’t you fall Down and die Cause no one knows How far you’ll go or why oh why Sister get your curlers Sister get your dress Sister get your boyfriend But don’t get you in no mess Oh me oh my Cause everyone wants what you got But I I just don’t know why oh why Momma get your skillet Momma get your frying pan Whack pappa in the head Cause he’s been such a bad man Cheating on the side Cause if he did it with you Why’d he do it with her tell me why oh why Poppa get your shoes on Poppa get out on the run Cause her comes momma And you know she’s got a gun With one good aiming eye And that’s the family that I got But why I got ‘em I just don’ know why oh why So bobby get your books Bobby get your backpack on Put your guitar in your car Cause it’s time you were moving on And that... that ain’t no lie Cause no one ain’t ever gonna be able To tell you why oh why intro: 38.46.57 - 37.46.57 chords: 29.46.57 - 39.46.57 19.36.47 - 29.36.47 29.46.57 - 39.46.57 212.311.49 - 210.39.47 copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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Bouncing Band 03/28/11 - FtLd The bouncing band is rolling round the town They come and go without making a sound And no one knows just how it all goes down When the bouncing band is rolling round the town Ladies keep your slippers under your beds And gents you best keep your wallets in your hands Cause no one can be sure where it all ends When the bouncing band comes rolling round that bend Now liquor flows and the cock-a-doodle doo's When the boys music catches onto you But you’ll never know just what they are up to When the bouncing band is swinging two-by-two So dose-doe and Charleston all night long But mash potato if you get it wrong It all goes on until the morning comes When the bouncing boys are getting it all on Get it on... now, now (break) And the fire flies fly fire through the night And the sky itself will seem to come alive And your ears will ring and your heart will beat in time Cause that bouncing band is really outta sight Get outta sight (break) But when it starts to get so very late Round and round you will start to forget And when the morning comes that’s when you will awake But the bouncing band won’t even leave a trace So scurry home and get you into bed Cause that hangover is only in your head The real price is paid nine months later on When there’s a bouncing baby boy in your arms, ah Cause that bouncing band was rolling round the town They came and went without making a sound And no one knew just how it all went down When that bouncing band was rolling round the town Oh that bounding band was rolling round the town Yeah they say they were rolling But no one knows where they were going Cause that bouncing band was rolling round the town chords: 24.45.53 34.55.63 Am7 - 32.53.61 24.45.53 - 34.55.63 copyright 2011 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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Left At All 03:11
Left At All 08/26/12 - FtLd And I been thinking About the things that I have said And I’m not sure that I have spoken Everything that I have meant And I’m not trying to take back The hurt or the regret It’s just I don’t want you thinking that I don’t got any sense Cause lately I been thinking I ain’t thinking very clear Cause evidently I been drinking Way too much beer And it’s a long way down But such a short way to fall Cause after I drank you away There was nothing left at all Left at all Left at all And who’s to say I was right Or maybe you were wrong Or if I got it backwards Or if I can’t recall But it don’t matter Cause really after all You’re no longer here with me And I just can’t go on Cause lately I been thinking.... And maybe you will stop and think About me for a while Remembering all the happy times Remembering all the smiles And if a tear intrudes upon The memories you still save Just dry ‘em with a hanky And throw me away again Cause lately I been thinking... intro/inter: Glong (17.55.63) verse: 23.44 - C - G+10.23 - D+10 chorus: C+23 - G+10.23 - D+10 - G C+23 - G+10.23 - D - C+63 21.32.62 - Glong (17.55.63) end: Glong (17.55.63) copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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My Momma Said 07/23/12 - FtLd My momma said The mail came today With the picture of a man Who said that he would bring Everything that we would ever need So hold on Hold on My momma said He came from far away Crossed the mighty ocean On a ship that nearly sank When a mighty storm tore All of its sails away So hold on Hold on But my momma You know she likes to dream But this man he’s coming here Just to take away one thing That’s the little bit of money That my momma she has saved So when I meet this man I’m gonna put him in his grave My momma said She knew this man so long ago But that when people go to war Sometimes they never do come home And yet every so often One of them still returns So hold on Hold on My momma said He’d be arriving on the train And that when we were together We’d be a family again But I’d be damned to let a stranger Have what he never earned So hold on Hold on But my momma You know she doesn’t mean To hurt nobody It’s just that she’s never seen How a dog can lick you hand Then tear your throat off clean So I’ll just shoot that bastard down Before he gets to close to me My momma always said Some how we would get by So I grew up watching men Just take her for a ride They’d leave her bare They’d leave her broke Then they’d leave her in the night So hold on Hold on But one day my momma said I was the only one Who ever stood beside her Never cheated never run And now that I’m a man I could defend her with a gun So hold on Hold on But my momma You know she never seems To understand a man can’t be What he’s never been So hidden in my coat Is the revolver that I need To cut that dog down where he stands And bring him to his knees So my momma said You’d better hurry down them stairs So we can get us to that platform And be waiting for him there It’s not right to make him wait no more No it just wouldn’t be fair So hold on Hold on My momma said As we hurried on our way Boy you just wait and see If it ain’t true all that I said You got his eyes you got his hair And his temper’s in your head So hold on Hold on But my momma You know she screamed and wept When that man stepped off that train And I shot him in the chest... Cause when my pappa went to war He left us here with no defense So hold on Hold on My momma said The mail came today With the picture of a man And I knew right away verse: Amf2 (Bm) - Ef3 (G) - D - A Em - G - D (or Bm) - A chorus: 28.49.57 (Em) - 25.36.47.57 (A) Amf2 (Bm) - Ef3 (G) - D - Em Amf2 (Bm) - A copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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Mr. Clarkson 04:08
Mr. Clarkson 12/24/12 - FtLd I’m holding onto someone Someone very dear But tell me Mr. Clarkson Are they really there And I’m looking in the mirror And I’m asking you each night Cause you have all the answer Mr. Clarkson’s always right Always right And if I loose a nickel Yeah if I loose a dime Mr. Clarkson will it matter If they’re never really mine And I am looking in the mirror Trying not to cry Cause Mr. Clarkson you know better Yes, you always tell me why Tell me why And if I am a leper And if I am unknown Mr. Clarkson will you talk to me Or just leave me all alone Cause I’m looking in the mirror As I’m asking you each night But Mr. Clarkson he won’t talk to me He no longer has the time Any time So I’m holding onto someone Someone very dear But tell me Mr. Clarkson Are you really there intro/inter: 36.46.57 - 38.46.57 38.47.57 - 36.47.57 verse: 36.46.57 - 38.46.57 38.47.57 - 39.47.57 chorus: 313.413.511 - 313.411.511 311.413.514 - 39.411.512 copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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Why I’m So In Love With You 03/19/12 - FtLd I’m gonna kick you Kick you in the head Kick you so hard You’ll fall right outta bed Cause I just can’t take one more night Of sleeping next to you You snore you fart you do everything That is so god damn rude I’m gonna kick you where the sun don’t shine Then I’ll kick you in the jewels But first I gotta figure out Why I’m so in love with you I gonna whack you Whack you in the face With a big old frying pan Full of big old hot old grease The one that I am cooking Up your bacon eggs and ham Cause you chew with your mouth open I can’t stand your slobbering I’m gonna whack you so hard Your teeth end up in the next room But first I gotta figure out Why I’m so in love with you Ain’t love grand Turn a pig into a man Make a ten dollar whore Look like the queen of Siam Make you think you found The perfect life long spouse When you really got Satan Lip locked by the mouth I’m gonna run you over With your own car Throw you off a cliff Of maybe push you down some stairs Put some poison in your toothpaste Or some drano in your beer There gotta be a thousand different ways That I can make you disappear Cause there ain’t nothing that I like About anything you say or do But first I gotta figure out Why I’m so in love with you Baby you’re the most disgusting Person that I’ve ever seen Yet somehow that makes you the perfect Person for me. chords: 37.46.57 - 25.36.47 37.46.57 - 38.47.56 25.36.47 - 37.46.57 38.47.56 - 37.46.57 - 47.56.67 bridge: 25.36.47 - 37.46.57 25.36.47 - 38.47.56 28.36.47 - 37.46.57 - 47.56.67 copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.

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Bob Who and The Little Criminals tracks recorded from 2007 through 2017. In addition to final engineering, mixing and mastering, Bob Who (Robert Ben Mitchell) wrote all these songs, and provided vocals and rhythm guitar on all of the tracks. The Little Criminals, an assortment of musicians for hire, provided all other instrumentation.


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