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Hopeless Romantic
02:45
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Hopeless Romantic
by Bobby Dove
You kick my funny bone
each time you're near
I double over
laughing through my tears
why can't you stop this
I can't say what's happening
I'm a known assassin
when it comes to killing years
My heart's been stranded and I've been branded
a hopeless romantic
my heart's been stranded and I've been branded
a hopeless romantic
a hopeless romantic
Full of hope
they call it addiction
test my conviction
say we'll never kiss
but I've told already
that we're going steady
and I'm ninety an hour
into the abyss
My heart's been stranded
and I've been branded
a hopeless romantic
my heart's been stranded
and I've been branded
a hopeless romantic
a hopeless romantic, a hopeless romantic, a hopeless romantic
a hopeless romantic
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Sometimes It's a Lonely Road
by Bobby Dove
Well I know there're so many worse things
than this dull pain, that keeps lingering
and I've seen the light
but the tunnel is home
sometimes it's a lonely road
I followed a flaming star on my shoulder
and I'd never turn back
least that's what I told her
I picked the best route
but the wheels just roll slow
sometimes it's a lonely road
Always seems like my dreams are too much to bare
the ones I've loved are no longer there
had my eyes on the prize
blinded by the horizon
and now I can't even care
Where this old highway ends no one knows
being out of my mind keeps me on my toes
I pull into town
and I carry my load
sometimes it's a lonely road
sometimes it's a lonely road
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Gas Station Blues
03:05
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Gas Station Blues
by Bobby Dove
You made a big fool of me
but you made a bigger fool of you
you made a big fool of me
but you made a bigger fool of you
when you busted my treasure chest
and ran away without my jewels
How did you steal my heart away
oh my achin' breakin' heart
how did you steal my heart away
ooooo my achin' breakin' heart
did you steal it from me, honey
or did I give it up from the start
If you see me at the gas station
please don't say you know my name
if you see me at the gas station
please don't say you know my name
cause I'm headed in the wrong direction
I'm going back from whence I came
I know you love to see me stumble
I know you love to watch me fall
I know you love to see me stumble
I know you love to watch me fall
but i could never trip you back, honey
I got my back against the wall
keep drivin'
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Chance in Hell (with Jim Cuddy) by Bobby Dove
If I had a chance, darlin'
if I had a chance in hell
would you tell me
or leave me crawlin'
on the floor where I once fell
into your wicked eyes
into your deadly thighs
would you sympathize
and release your kill
Once upon a time you'd write
and ask me “where ya been?”
I would bounce back with a sonnet
and I'd bow down to my queen
climb up your castle spires
driving through forest fires
crossing all your wires
oh what did it bring
If I had a chance, a chance in hell
If I had a chance, a chance in hell
I'd be with the devil
in good company
but I'd burn through my luck
if I loved you, you'd just set me free
If I had a chance darlin
if I had a chance in hell
would you tell me
or leave me fallin' i
in the wake of your sweet spell
cast me to the flock
ply me with pillow talk
would you laugh and mock
the slave in your cell
If I had a chance, a chance in hell
If I had a chance, a chance in hell
If I had a chance, a chance in hell
If I had a chance, a chance
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My World's Getting Smaller by Bobby Dove
It's just a moment that's lasting too long
sitting here in the ice storm, with no lights on
no violins, this is my home
and it's not the loneliness that keeps me alone
I got high with the stars
and I drank the milky way
I got all my clothes
and my guitars in the hallway
but I'm not moving out
or going away
and my world's getting smaller every day
I lost precious people, lost my true love
went down to Memphis, just to see what I was made of
I play by heart, I don't read no music sheet
and I try to be kind to every one I ever meet
I got high with the stars
and I drank the milky way
I got all my clothes
and my guitars out in the hallway
but I'm not moving out
or going away
and my world's getting smaller every day
I've taken the back roads
and I've walked the white line
always knew it may be for the last time
I've thrown open fire-doors
got paid and gone broke
seen the dreamers and their dreams go up in smoke
I got high with the stars
and I drank the milky way
I got all my clothes
and my guitars in the hallway
but I'm not giving up
or going away
and my world's getting smaller every day
and my world's getting smaller every day
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Haunted Hotel
04:38
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Haunted Hotel by Bobby Dove
Please help me, I can't help it
we're together again in this room
drunk at the piano in the back of the last chance saloon
escaping the fires that never could burn us, it's true
but your fingers are flames on my back
and I know it's you
So play all the keys
don't worry about me I'll be fine
just sing harmonies and try not to spill all the wine
then dance off alone like a ghost in the haunted hotel
and if you find me again
I'll know you know me too well
No, I can't believe you
when you say we got lots of time
we've both stopped the world
and given ourselves to the rhyme
held back our bodies and fought just to not lose our minds
constantly questioned and misread between every line
So play all the keys
don't worry about me, I'll be fine
sing harmonies and try not to spill all the wine
dance off alone like a ghost in the haunted hotel
and if you find me again, I'll know
you know me too well
So you know I'm a fool
you know I'll be crying someday
and come back to me
is all that this poor heart will say
as you laugh in the face of disaster, the northern lights hide
we'll be gazing forever at stars that have already died
Play all the keys
forget about me, I'll be fine
just sing all the leads and try not to drink all the wine
dance off alone like a ghost in the haunted hotel
if you find me again I'll know
you know me too well
you know me too well, you know me too well
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Like It or Not I Love You by Bobby Dove
Like it or not I love you
and babe that ain't gonna change
I had good intentions with each bad decision
and a longing that I can't explain
Now I'd never blame you for dreaming
or thinking about an old flame
real or imagined, I'm used to this pattern
of true love turning to pain
But I got no use for pretending
or throwing a good thing away
cause like it or not I love you
and darlin' that's how I'll stay
I might as well confess it
I'm spellbound for better or worse
Here at your mercy, have me or hurt me
guess I'm just blessed with this curse
Like it or not I love you
babe that ain't gonna change
I had good intentions with each bad decision
and a longing that I can't explain
it's a longing that I can't explain
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El Hormiguero
04:53
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El Hormiguero by Bobby Dove
En sus ojos de invierno
en círculos inolvidables
el tren ha pasado el último
el último, el último
ella llamó los ángeles
ella llamó el portero
y se derramó la sangre de sus sueños
En la ciudad, en el hormiguero
me prometiste tu amor
prometiste tu amor
Me recuerdo de ti ahora
me enseñaste a besar
me enseñaste a desintegrar
como pudiste en la colina
pudiste volar encima
todo, todo
En la ciudad, en el hormiguero
prometiste tu amor
prometiste tu amor
No voy a ver
hasta corto mi cabeza
no voy a ver
nada que no es ella
Pudiste tomar un espejo al cielo
quizás las luces van a buscarme
pero no estoy contando
las estrellas descoloridas
ya no, ya no
En la ciudad, en el hormiguero
me prometiste tu amor
me prometiste tu amor
En la ciudad, en el hormiguero
prometiste tu amor
prometiste tu amor
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Early Morning Funeral
03:53
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Early Morning Funeral
by Bobby Dove and Eric Sandmark
He had an early morning funeral
there was so much grief and sorrow
but all that he could think about
was rock and roll tomorrow
All his fans last night were slayed
they died for every note he played
and in the early morning light
he's gonna bury just right
His suit pockets lined with beer
there was a buzzing in his ear
was it the crying of the family
or the mourning widow Emily
With an economy of words
he blew away the birds
or was it just a spring chill
on that early morning funeral
Last night his hips were shakin'
but today his body's achin'
he stretched out his guitar cables
from jumping on bar tables
The congregation sang right over
the pulsing beat of his hangover
yeah he had to take a Demerol
for that early morning funeral
He went through all his Elvis poses
while laying out a spray of roses
as they lowered down the coffin
he'd seen this show too often
He had an early morning funeral
there was so much grief and sorrow
but all that he could think about
was rock and roll tomorrow
yeah all that he could think about
was rock and roll tomorrow
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Golden Years
04:07
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Golden Years by Bobby Dove
How am I supposed to survive
these raw and exposed veins
how am I to carry on
if I can't numb the pain
I've come so far with blinders on
just kept moving ahead
never stop to turn around
or I might be caught dead
On the track of hobo rails and drunken balladeers
scared to win, afraid to fail
arrested by my fears
maybe if I'm lucky I'll rise above these tears
maybe if I stick around for the golden years
Folks are pairing off
and having kids I'll never meet
their babies are all prodigies
with tiny twinkle feet
They learn to love and laugh so well
at that tender age
why is it their joyful smiles
just set me in a rage
On the track of hobo rails and drunken balladeers
scared to win, afraid to fail
arrested by my fears
maybe if I'm lucky I'll rise above these tears
maybe if make it to my golden years
Picture us out on a farm
with doggies by the dozen
hair all grey but we're okay
with that gentle kind of lovin'
We'll live off he land and go to meat draws
at the legion hall
and if I'm misbehaving
you can set me in a stall
I'll dream of tracks and hobo rails
and drunken balladeers
when I was scared to win, afraid to fail
arrested by my fears
if I keep on swimming through this tidal wave of tears
maybe then I'll make it
to my golden years
Maybe then we can be friends
in our golden years
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New Endings New Beginnings by Bobby Dove
Time to start all over again
she said we could stay friends
then she left me in a whirlwind
that sent my head spinning
new endings, new beginnings
We met when the days were getting longer
and with each twilit night
the magic grew stronger
'til she vanished in a cloud of stardust
and told me to keep drifting
new endings, new beginnings
And I'm hurtin'
with a brand new kind of misery
and I'm flirtin' with a new life
without the love she gives me
Now I've lost every thing I had
just when I thought I was winning
new endings, new beginnings
And I'm hurtin'
with a brand new kind of misery
and I'm starting out a new life
without the love she gives me
now I've lost every thing I had
just when I thought I was winning
new endings, new beginnings
new endings, new beginnings
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Since the 2016 release of Bobby Dove’s debut full-length album, Thunderchild, the Montreal-born singer songwriter has built
a following across Canada and beyond. Bobby has become known as one of the country’s most dedicated troubadours, crooning live audiences with heart-worn originals, and paying tribute to the golden age of Country music.
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