Musical Interlude "Bobby D's Back Seat"

This song was written as a tribute to Bobby D's boy-scout attitude toward the backseat of his car - always be prepared! Never know when you'll need a Guidebook to Clouds, basketball, talit ....

Enjoy the musical interlude.

Bobby D’s Back Seat
Dave Edwards – Music & Lyrics 2007

Bobby D, Bobby D
What is that I see
Rollin’ ‘round the back seat of your car?
“My basketball” he’d say
“Never know when you get to play
So how about a little one-on-one? Your ball.”

Hey Bobby D, Bobby D
What’s in that bag I see
Sitting in the back seat of your car?
“It’s the shawl I wear to pray
To the Lord each seventh day
You can wear it, come and join me. It’s not hard.”

Ready to go, ready to go
At a moment’s notice, no matter what the show
Ready to roll
Just throw it in my car and head out on the road

Bobby D, Bobby D,
What’s this jamming against my knee?
As I try to find some space here in your car?
“Oh that’s my paddle, for Christ’s sake
When I canoe around Beaver Lake
And it won’t fit in the trunk, so please don’t start…”

Bobby D, Bobby D,
Where the hell you taking me
Schlepping through the hills with a packed car?
“Well I was riding my bike last week
And I want you to take a peek
At this new house, I think it’s around here, can’t be far.”

Ready to go, ready to go
Got my hiking boots and jump rope
Ready to roll, ready to roll
Just throw it in my car and head out on the road

Bobby D, Bobby D
There’s a hundred loose CD’s
Planted ‘round the back seat of your car.
“Oh yeah,” he’ll always say
“Can you find the one that’s gray?
There’s this guy, you’ve got to hear him play guitar.”

Bobby D, Bobby D
Have you noticed Maddy T
Lounging on the back seat of your car?
“You know I wondered where she could be
She must want a little somethin’ to eat
And another dose of meds straight from the jar”

“Hey Bob – what else you got there in that back seat of yours?”

Well, I found my daughter’s wedding album
And some foreign DVD’s
A tin of melted chocolate cookies
And collected clients’ legal fees

I got a hat from Bob’s Adventure Club
Stuck beneath the driver’s seat
My holey Warren Wilson sweatshirt
But don’t need it in this summer heat

Found a random Mont Blanc pen
But I never owned a Mont Blanc pen
It was in the Field Guide to Clouds
I wondered where that book had been

Here’s a sign that says “Go Blue!”
And a year-old Outside Magazine
A stack of unread bulletins
A folding chair I owe the JCC

And here’s a set of heavy hands
And a Blue Ridge Atlas guide
They’re sitting on my guitar case
That’s come along for the ride

Hardly room for anyone
With all this stuff in my back seat
But I’ll invite them anyway
Come one, come all to play with me