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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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Track Name: Mama's In The Kitchen
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.
Track Name: Why Oh Why
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.
Track Name: Bouncing Band
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.
Track Name: Left At All
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.
Track Name: My Momma Said
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.
Track Name: Mr. Clarkson
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.
Track Name: Why I'm So In Love With You
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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