Ballad Of Robin Winter-Smith

(By Richard Dobson) Mamma's in the kitchen rattlin' pans and the baby cries, On the TV news, somebody died He was a crazy biker in a motorcycle ridin' daredevil show, In Merry England, oh,... twenty seven years old He was tryin' to break the record, For jumpin' over cars, he was the champ He fell a little bit short... oh, hit the ramp This is the story, sad and it's gory of Robin Winter-Smith He was a very brave man if you get my drift 'Cause he waved to the crowd, headed down the runway like a Man possessed, Robin Winter-Smith... I guess he did his best I make a livin' a-playin' these songs and I hang out in bars I play my guitar... oh, but honey, I don't jump over cars Mamma's in the kitchen rattlin' pans and the baby cries, On the TV news... somebody died He was a crazy biker in a motorcycle ridin' daredevil show, In Merry England, oh,... twenty seven years old