Bobby Jameson

A written history of Bobby Jameson and his search through the past. Working my way back through the jungle of drug addiction and booze. My family life as a kid was the breeding ground for addicts. No self worth, no help, and one chance to get out alive. Music was the horse I rode out on...and the music business was the horse I rode into hell. Pronounced dead twice from drug over doses, I lived to tell how the pursuit of fame is as deadly as any narcotic I have ever used.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

HE'S THE CLOWN

WHO'S THAT MAN
BEHIND THE FACE
OUTTA TIME
OUTTA PLACE
HE'S THE CLOWN
THAT NO ONE KNOWS
WATCH HIM AS HE
COMES AND GOES

IS THAT LAUGHING
CATCH HIM CRYING
AIN'T NO LIFE
JUST SOMEONE DYING
HE'S THE CLOWN
THAT NO ONE KNOWS
WATCH HIM AS HE
COMES AND GOES

STARS AND KISSES
IN HIS HAND
WRAPPED IN PAPER
RUBBER BAND
OLD AND TATTERED
BROWNED BY SUN
JUST A CLOWN
HE AIN'T NO ONE

WHO'S THAT SHUFFLING
DOWN THE STREET
WITH BROKEN DREAMS
AND BROKEN FEET
HE'S THE CLOWN
THAT NO ONE KNOWS
WATCH HIM AS HE
COMES AND GOES

Bobby Jameson Jan 24, 2012
8:07 am