Bobby, Baby

There's a bump on the hill, where your body lies There's a stone in the ground, reads "this man did try" If you look to the east, you see your estate Weathered and hollowed out by your mistakes Oh Bobby, baby, we all know the truth You were looking for love in all the bad that you'd do Bobby, baby, we all know the deal Your row was hard and long and straight up a hill Your mother was gone, your daddy did wrong Your brother died by his own hand Your wife tried so long, but you she disowned Your daughter was lost with your land, with your land Every once in awhile, I still can see Your blue eyes searching a way to be free And I go to your grave, bottle in hand And pour out your freedom right there in the sand