Bob Away My Blues
Riverbank Reflections: Bobbing Away the Blues with Clint Black
Lyrics
Well I'm goin down to the river
Heading to the river
I've got a canepole in my hand
Carrying a fishing rod
I've got my redworms in a maxwell house coffee can
Carrying bait in a coffee can
I'm gonna sit under ashade tree on a riverbank where its cool
Planning to relax by the river under a tree
I'm gonna close my and dream and let that cork bob away my blues
Intending to relax, dream, and let fishing distract from worries
well I wake up every mornin I pick peaches all day
Describes a routine of peach picking daily
And on Saturday night we'll have a dance or two we might waller in the hay
Anticipating a lively weekend
Now the only thing that ever whipped my pa
Reflecting on a tough opponent - old age
Was this bad dude called old age
Old age being a formidable challenge
And his last years was his best years
Old age's final years being the best
And this is what he had to say
Sharing advice from the speaker's father
he siad boy I've worked this dirt all my life but things ain't been good for
Father reflecting on hard work and tough times
Awhile
Admitting recent difficulties
Why don't you move to the city make alittle money you might be the first one in
Encouragement to move to the city for better prospects
The family ever to die with a smile
Humorously suggesting being the first to die happily
Well I took his advice things goin well
Speaker followed father's advice and is doing well
But my friends are far and few
Success but lacking in close friends
But whoever said a city boy can't have the the country blues
Contradicting the notion that city life excludes rural feelings
Whoever said a city boy can't have the the country blues
Reiteration of the contradiction between city life and country emotions
Whoever said a city boy can't have the the country blues
Repeating the idea of blending city life with rural emotions
Well honey they ain't talked to me and you
Asserting that personal experiences defy those assumptions
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