Biography:
Bobby Bare (born Robert Joseph Bare on April 7, 1935 in Ironton, Ohio) is an American country music singer and songwriter.
In the fifties after many failed attempts to sell his songs, he finally was signed up with Capitol Records and recorded a few rock and roll songs without much chart success. Just before he was drafted into the Army, he wrote a song called 'The All American Boy' and did a demo for his friend, Bill Parsons, to learn and record it.
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Other songs:
- Tequila Sheila
- 500 Miles Away From Home
- A Little Bit Later On Down The Line
- Alimony
- All American Boy
- All The Good Times Are Past And Gone
- Amarillo Highway
- Baby Dont Believe Him
- Big Dupree
- Book Of Love
- Brian Hennessey
- Calgary Snow
- Candy Coated Kisses
- Charleston Railroad
- Chester
- Christmas Time At Grandmas House
- Coal River
- Come Kiss Me Love
- Come On Home And Sing The Blues To Daddy
- Come Sundown
- Cowboy And The Poet Faster Horses
- Cowboys And Daddys
- Daddy What If
- Dear Wastebasket
- Detroit City
- Dont It Make You Wanna Go Home
- Dont Think Twice Its Alright
- Down In Mexico
- Down To My Last Come And Get Me
- Drinking From The Bottle
- Drop Kick Me Jesus
- Dropping Out Of Sight
- Find Out Whats Happening
- Five Hundred Miles
- Game Of Triangles
- Gods Were Angry With Me
- Greasy Grit Gravy
- Hard Time Hungrys
- Have I Stayed Away Too Long
- Heaven Help My Soul
- Hes A Cowboy
- High Plains Jamboree
- Hillbilly Hell
- Homecoming
- How About You
- I Dont Believe Ill Fall In Love Today
- I Hate Goodbyes
- I Love An Old Fashioned Christmas
- I Never Went To Bed With An Ugly Woman
- I Took A Memory For Lunch
- I Took A Memory To Lunch
- I Wonder Where You Are Tonight
- Id Fight The World
- If You Aint Got Nothing
- Im A Long Way From Home
- Im Gettin Lonely
- Im Not A Candle In The Wind
- In The Hills Of Shiloh
- It All Depends On Linda
- Last Dance At The Old Texas Moon
- Lemon Tree
- Little Bit Later On Down The Line
- Long Way To Tennessee
- Lost In Millers Cave
- Margies At The Lincoln Park Inn
- Marie Laveau
- Mrs Jones Your Daughter Cried All Night
- Numbers
- Ode To The Little Brown Shack Out Back
- Passin Through
- Please Dont Tell Me How The Story Ends
- Please Dont Tell Me Till The Story Ends
- Pretty Painted Ladies
- Rosalies Good Eats Cafe
- Rough On The Living
- Shame On Me
- She My Ever Lovin Machine
- Song Of The South
- Speckled Pony
- Thats How I Got To Memphis
- The Jogger
- The Mermaid
- The Mermaid Song
- The Stranger
- The Winner
- Things Change
- To Whom It May Concern
- Try To Remember
- Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother
- What Am I Gonna Do Girl
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The Jogger
Recorded by Bobby Bare
Written by Shel Silverstein
[Verse 1]
G
Well I've been a trucker now for twenty years
C
From the Charleston coast to the Jersey piers
D7 G
And sharin' the road with the race car nuts and loggers
C
Sunday drivers scouts on hikes Hells Angels on Harley bikes
D7 G
I never met a roader I didn't like cept them joggers
[Verse 2]
G
One day I'm rollin' down 1 0 1
C
I got 18 wheels and a fourteen ton
D7 G
Radio playin' a good ol' country rocker
The day was surely a trucker's dream
C
The sky was sunny and the air was clean
D7 G
When up ahead on the road I seen a skinny sweatin' jogger
[Verse 3]
G
Well he was dressed like they do in baby blue
C
With shortie shorts and a headband too
D7 G
I yelled Sweetie I bet that you are the hit of the men's room locker
Well I'm a runnin' late with an overload
C
So get your Adidas off a this road
D7 G
I'm LA bound and I don't slow down for dead raccoons or joggers
[Verse 4]
G
Well without breakin' stride or losin' poise
C
He says you and that rig sure make some noise
D7 G
I can't talk now I'm racin' against the clocker
But it's just nine miles to Forkers Leap
C
And if you ain't afraid to race that heap
D7 G
We'll see how that ol' rig holds up against a super jogger
[Verse 5]
G
Race I must be hearin' wrong
C
The boy's been runnin' in the sun too long
D7 G
The only place he's a racin' to is a doctor
But before I could say hey thank ya no
C
That fool yells ready get set go
D7 G
And the race is on and we're off and gone me and that maniac jogger
[Verse 6]
G
Well now I could'a left him far behind
C
But I played with him like a fish on a line
D7 G
And I stayed about a half a mile behind that sucker
Then I pushed her up to forty-five
C
And he sees me comin' and he starts to fly
D7
So I pushed her to sixty and shift to high
G
And finally catch that jogger and it wasn't easy
[Verse 7]
G
Now I'm doin' eighty and I turned to check
C
And he's stayin' right with me neck in neck
D7 G
His hearts a thumpin' like an engine goin' bocka bocka bocka
Then he said I hope you're set
C
Cause I ain't shifted into second yet
D7 G
Then he unwinds and leaves me behind eaten the dust of a jogger
[Verse 8]
G
Then I see him a joggin' up into the sky
C
And he yells hey thanks for the exercise
D7 G
I hope that losin' the race was not too shockin'
G
Ya see my dad says heaven's no place to run
C
I try to be an obedient son
D7 G
So I come down to earth to do my joggin'
[Verse 9]
G
Well that's the story take it or leave it
C
My trucker buddies they believe it
D7 G
So do those race car nuts and Harley hoggers
Now I'm still drivin' much the same
C
Cept I don't call nobody names
D7 G
And I tip my hat each time I pass one of them good old joggers
[Outro]
G
And I say hey good buddy can I get ya sumpin
C
How bout a little Gatorade here
D7 G
Naw that's alright I got plenty a-time
Recorded by Bobby Bare
Written by Shel Silverstein
[Verse 1]
G
Well I've been a trucker now for twenty years
C
From the Charleston coast to the Jersey piers
D7 G
And sharin' the road with the race car nuts and loggers
C
Sunday drivers scouts on hikes Hells Angels on Harley bikes
D7 G
I never met a roader I didn't like cept them joggers
[Verse 2]
G
One day I'm rollin' down 1 0 1
C
I got 18 wheels and a fourteen ton
D7 G
Radio playin' a good ol' country rocker
The day was surely a trucker's dream
C
The sky was sunny and the air was clean
D7 G
When up ahead on the road I seen a skinny sweatin' jogger
[Verse 3]
G
Well he was dressed like they do in baby blue
C
With shortie shorts and a headband too
D7 G
I yelled Sweetie I bet that you are the hit of the men's room locker
Well I'm a runnin' late with an overload
C
So get your Adidas off a this road
D7 G
I'm LA bound and I don't slow down for dead raccoons or joggers
[Verse 4]
G
Well without breakin' stride or losin' poise
C
He says you and that rig sure make some noise
D7 G
I can't talk now I'm racin' against the clocker
But it's just nine miles to Forkers Leap
C
And if you ain't afraid to race that heap
D7 G
We'll see how that ol' rig holds up against a super jogger
[Verse 5]
G
Race I must be hearin' wrong
C
The boy's been runnin' in the sun too long
D7 G
The only place he's a racin' to is a doctor
But before I could say hey thank ya no
C
That fool yells ready get set go
D7 G
And the race is on and we're off and gone me and that maniac jogger
[Verse 6]
G
Well now I could'a left him far behind
C
But I played with him like a fish on a line
D7 G
And I stayed about a half a mile behind that sucker
Then I pushed her up to forty-five
C
And he sees me comin' and he starts to fly
D7
So I pushed her to sixty and shift to high
G
And finally catch that jogger and it wasn't easy
[Verse 7]
G
Now I'm doin' eighty and I turned to check
C
And he's stayin' right with me neck in neck
D7 G
His hearts a thumpin' like an engine goin' bocka bocka bocka
Then he said I hope you're set
C
Cause I ain't shifted into second yet
D7 G
Then he unwinds and leaves me behind eaten the dust of a jogger
[Verse 8]
G
Then I see him a joggin' up into the sky
C
And he yells hey thanks for the exercise
D7 G
I hope that losin' the race was not too shockin'
G
Ya see my dad says heaven's no place to run
C
I try to be an obedient son
D7 G
So I come down to earth to do my joggin'
[Verse 9]
G
Well that's the story take it or leave it
C
My trucker buddies they believe it
D7 G
So do those race car nuts and Harley hoggers
Now I'm still drivin' much the same
C
Cept I don't call nobody names
D7 G
And I tip my hat each time I pass one of them good old joggers
[Outro]
G
And I say hey good buddy can I get ya sumpin
C
How bout a little Gatorade here
D7 G
Naw that's alright I got plenty a-time
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