STOP
gabby rarely ever speaks
she knows her bounderies
she keeps it low behind the trees
so no one notices
the hangers on who break the rules
simple as they're feeling
bobby's on the road again
can't believe he's gone
because he's cracked and kept falling
coming half across the sky
with no worries all the while
he's on his way
times just seems to decree
the lack of love in memphis
the tarot cards that get me there
but take thier time
leave me there, don't leave me out
but take me wher you're going
count me in, don't count me out
the places i've been shown
because i'm cracked and i've been falling
coming half acroos the moon
with his style and his own tune
stop, i never could, i never would,
because i'm fading
gabby rarely ever speaks
she knows her bounderies
she keeps it low behind the trees
never challenged
the hangers on who break the rules
simple as they're feeling
bobby heads back home again
can't believe he's gone
because he's cracked and he kept falling
coming half across the world
with his style and his new girl