Jim Murtagh - Bob's Song

In a second floor apartment by the sound
Faded Phillies cap sat on the bed
Half a mile walk right into town
To have a beer and try and clear your head
You're older now than you ever were back then
An eager face and a thicker head of hair
If you could would you do it all again
And if you did would you still let it lead you here

I wish we could've healed your heart
I wish you'd told us what was wrong
I wish I knew you just a little more than I did
And I wish like hell that you could hear this song

Baby girls bouncing on your knee
The older one has clearly got your eyes
Cookout smoke floats through the dying trees
Warming up a cold New Jersey sky
Years from now it'll be her wedding day
A terrifying, drunken, sweaty night
But the way she looks at him makes it okay
He'll carry her from here, she'll be alright

I wish we could've healed your heart
I wish you'd told us what was wrong
I wish I knew you just a little more than I did
And I wish like hell that you could hear this song

Bobby's in a hospital just an hour away
With nurses that you call by their first names
You're crying driving home on the Garden State
Listening to a rowdy Eagles game
They say God won't give you more than you can take
But life was always falling from your hands
Shit like that'll surely shake your faith
But through it all you stayed a damn good man

I wish we could've healed your heart
I wish you'd told us what was wrong
I wish I knew you just a little more than I did
And I wish like hell that you could hear this song

Written by:
James Murtagh

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