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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: Peach Pie Cafe
Peach Pie Café
01/08/12 - FtLd

I was thinking I was drinking
Just a bit too much tonight
So I was wondering if you might
Be so kind to give me a ride
Down to your peach pie café
For a slice of your pie

Ah your peaches are so plentiful
They’re rolling all the time
I can see them from out front
Yeah I can see them from behind
So won’t you please take me down
To your peach pie café
For a slice of your pie

Your peaches are so juicy
Oh and in so many ways
That if I do not take a bite
I’ll surely go crazy
Yeah they’re tasty from the bottom
Oh they’re tasty from the top
So get your peaches out of here
Or baby I won’t stop

So wiggle and a wobble
Swing them and a sway
Then wash them off so gently
And bake them right away
And take me down to your peach pie café
For a slice of your pie

So I was thinking I was drinking
Just a bit too much today
So I was wondering if you might
Wanna give me some of yours away
Down at your peach pie café
For a slice of your pie


verse:
34.46.57
34.46.55
25.36.45
28.36.47
34.46.57 - 44.56.67
34.46.57 - 47.56.67


bridge:
28.36.47
25.36.45
34.46.57
34.46.55
28.36.47
25.36.45
44.56.67
47.56.67


end:
17.27.37.47.57.60


copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
Track Name: Saturday Night Shuffle
Saturday Night Shuffle
01/13/11 - FtLd


Shine yo shoes and look yo best
Gonna take yo baby out in a red red dress
I said hey, what can I say

Cruzin up and down the boulevard
Lookin for a place, it’s so so hard
I said hey, what can I say

You work all week and save yo dough
Savin it up for the big show
It’s all happenin Saturday night
And if it ain’t fun then we can fight
I said hey, what can I say

Park yo car and see you later
We’ll be makin out in the back o the theater
I said hey, what can I say

Promise you will and promise you won’t
Promise what you need to get what you want
I said hey, what can I say

You been savin yo cash and savin a load
If you don’t blow both then you’ll explode
It ain’t right and it ain’t wrong
It’s just the thing that’s goin on
I said hey, what can I say

Move over buddy yo hoggin the road
I run you over if you don’t go
I said hey, what can I say

My baby lookin good, my baby got it bad
My baby said baby yo gonna be glad
I said hey, what can I say

Park in the dark and park in the back
Then do it like you do it like an acrobat
Swing em high and swing em low
Swing em every which way they will go
I said hey, what can I say

So shine yo shoes and look yo best
Gonna take yo baby out in a red red dress
I said hey, what can I say

Cruzin up and down the boulevard
Lookin for a place, it’s so so hard
I said hey, what can I say

And before you know it it’s all over
Go on home, take a cold shower
If yo baby done left you high and dry
You still got two friends by yo side
I said hey, what can I say
I said hey, what can I say
I said hey


intro:
14.23.34 - 25.34.43.55 - 37.46.57


verse:
Emb5 - bar8+47
37.46.57 - Emb5 (2x)


chorus:
Amf5 - Emb5 - bar5+44
bar8+47 - 37.46.57 - Emb5


end:
Emb5 (2x) - bar8+47 - 37.46.57
14.23.34 - 25.34.43.55 - 37.46.57 - Emb5


copyright 2011 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
Track Name: Red Dog Saloon
Red Dog Saloon
02/26/12 - FtLd


I was sitting there thinking
When a thought came in my head
Said boy you ain’t had a drink
In over seven days
So get yourself down to the
Red Dog Saloon

Now I cursed myself for thinking
Everything would be okay
Cause I’d been down there before
And god you know I ran away
From a debt I did not pay down at the
Red Dog Saloon

Cause the lights are always flashing
And the minute you walk in
Someone’s sticking you with whiskey
While they’re pouring you bourbon
Fast as they can down at the
Red Dog Saloon

But my brain don’t get excited
When there’s danger at the door
Cause if I got excited
Might spill my drink right on the floor
And I ain’t wasting none of it down at the
Red Dog Saloon

So jesus christ and mary
Watched me walk on right on in
And the holy ghost stood aghast
As I drank double shots of gin
Fast as I could down at the
Red Dog Saloon

And my head it was a spinning
Like moses going down the drain
When someone said hey man you look like
You been here for more than forty days
And I knew that I was in trouble down at the
Red Dog Saloon

But I just kept on drinking
With my left hand and my right
Til someone said hey buddy
You looking for a fight
And that’s when it got interesting down at the
Red Dog Saloon

So I punched him in the face
And he fell down on the floor
But then he kicked me in the balls
And I wasn’t standing anymore
As we hollered punched and swore down at the
Red Dog Saloon

But we got back to our feet
And you know the fight it just got wilder
I broke a chair over his head
Then he set my hair on fire
And I swore I’d die down at the
Red Dog Saloon

And just when we thought
There was nothing worse that we could do
The police came on on in and said
What you doing there you two
And they took us off to jail from the
Red Dog Saloon

So we sat handcuffed in that cop car
And as it slowly pulled away
The other fella he just turned to me
And this is all he said:
He said... uhh... you are gonna pay me back
That five bucks you owe me one of these days...
Aren’t you?
And I said... yeah... sure... one of these days.
Down at the... down at the
Red Dog Saloon


chords:
17.36.45.57 - 38.47.59
28.49.57 - 210.39.410
28.49.57 - 38.47.59
17.36.45.57 - 38.47.59


end:
28.49.57 - 38.47.59
28.49.57 - 38.59.67
28.49.57 - 38.59.67
28.49.57


copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
Track Name: Poor Boy Blues
Poor Boy Blues
08/18/12 - FtLd


Went to work on Monday
Some one sitting in my chair
Bossman says you been fired
Yeah you no longer work here
So I just turned around
And left there without a care
What’s a poor boy to do (2x)

Went down to the Grailey
Just to have a drink or two
But my wallet it was empty
Bossman never did pay good
So I sat there at the bar
Drinking water through a straw
What’s a poor boy to do (2x)

Got home to find my roommates
Sitting round getting high
They said why ain’t you out working
So I told a little lie
I said work is overrated
And life’s too short to wonder why
What’s a poor boy to do (2x)

Mary said you do not look good
Here this brownie it’s for you
It’ll take away your troubles
Make a new man out of you
So she stuck it in my mouth
But god damn I could not chew
What’s a poor boy to do (2x)

So I’m sitting in my bedroom
Wondering where to go from here
Life you know it ain’t been easy
And it ain’t getting easier
So I’ll just lay here in my bed
Til I think of something new
What’s a poor boy to do (2x)


chords:
25.46-57 - 25.37.46.57 - 37.46.57 (2x)
36.47.57 - 210.39.47
25.46-57 - 25.37.46.57 - 37.46.57
Ef7 (B)
213.312.410 - 212.311.49 - 210.39.47
25.46-57 - 25.37.46.57 - 37.46.57 (2x)
Ef7 (B) - 210.39.47
25.46-57 - 25.37.46.57 - 37.46.57


copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
Track Name: Howl
Howl
03/17/12 - FtLd


Pull into another town
They all start to look the same
Pull out without sticking round
Cause it’s time to start again

And the long lonely nite
Is calling out your name
And the long lonely road
Is driving you insane

Follow the same old signs
You end where you began
Keep looking for where you are
You’ll never find where you’re heading

And the long lonely nite....

Just like a lullaby
Broken white lines never end
And just like faded lie
Darkness gives way to the day

And the long lonely nite....

So pull into another town
They all start to look the same
Pull out like a shadow ghost
Cause it’s time to howl again

And the long lonely nite....

And the long....
And the long....


verse:
34.55 - 33.54 - 32.53 - 31.52 (2x)


chorus:
37.46.57 - 35.47.57
39.47.57 - 37.46.57 (2x)


inter:
313.413.511 - 312.412.510
311.410.512 - 39.49.511
313.413.511 - 312.412.510
212.311.410 - 37.46.57


end:
37.46.57


copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
Track Name: Marching Band
Marchin Band
12/23/10 - FtLd


Marchin band
Marchin cross the land
Marchin band
Makin music where they can

They’re swingin and a swayin
Makin everybody dancin
In the stands

I wanna be there when they play that tune
And a make a me swoon
Under the silver moon
Marchin band

Marchin band
Won’t you play my favorite song
Marchin band
Wont’ you play it all nite long

Make me shiver, make me moan
I wanna hear that tuba groan
Marchin band

You know I don’t need to sing no blues
When I got you struttin two by two
Marchin band

Marchin band
Rollin from town to town
Marchin band
You burn the house on down

With your shimmer and your sheen
You know you make me wanna scream
Marchin band

Bang those drums and blow those horns
You gonna shake me
Right down to my bones
Marchin band

Marchin band
Don’t need no concert hall
Marchin band
Just need an open road

Get your uniform
And keep that music movin on
Marchin band

You march all day, you march all nite
You’re marchin is so outta sight
Marchin band

First the left foot then the right
You make me wanna sing all nite
Marchin band (3-4x)


chords:
25.46.57 - 23.42 - 25.46.57
32.44.54 - 45.54.65 - 47.56.67


copyright 2010 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
Track Name: Safe Quarters
Safe Quarters
08/06/11 - FtLd

Take me down
To the river
Lay me down
In it’s waters
Show me everything
I’ve never known
Let me drift
In safe quarters

But I can’t do this
One more time
I’ve lost too much
To lose my mind

Everything swims
Around me
Control is always
A fine line
But how can you tell me
When the light has changed
When you’re blinded
By the timing

And I can’t do this
One more time
I’ve lost too much
To lose my mind

There’s nothing here
That sparkles and shines
Only broken glass
Kept in shoe boxes
And if I could find
A reason
I would join
The slaughter

But I can’t do this
One more time
I’ve lost too much
To lose my mind

So take me down
To the river
Lay me down
In it’s waters
Show me everything
I never found
Let me drift
In safe quarters

But I can’t do this
One more time
I’ve lost too much
To lose my mind

I’ve lost too much
To lose my mind

intro/inter:
A7f3 (C7) - 34.42.53
33.52 - 34.42.54
A7f3 (C7) - 34.42.53
33.52 - A7
A7f3 (C7) - 34.42.53
33.52 - 45.54.65
A7f3 (C7) - 33.52
A7+23 - A7

verse:
A7f3 (C7) - 34.42.53
33.52 - 34.42.54
A7f3 (C7) - 33.52
A7+23 - A7
A7f3 (C7) - 34.42.53
33.52 - 45.54.65
A7f3 (C7) - 33.52
A7+23 - A7

chorus:
Am7 - Amf2 (Bm)
A7f3 (C7) - 33.42.53
Am7 - C
Glong (17.55.63) - 47.56.67

end:
Am7 - C
Glong (17.55.63) - 33.52
Am7 - C - Glong (17.55.63)
Am7 - Amf2 (Bm)
A7F3 (C7)
Emlong (28.49.57)

copyright 2011 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.

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