The bob version

I remember,

at bed-time,

my mom would

sing me to sleep

with a rendition

of “Moon River”

on her guitar. 

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But I don’t think

my mom ever knew

of the

Mancini version.

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She only knew

the “Bob” version.

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She’d sing,

“Moon Ri-ver, wider than a Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob …

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… Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob …”

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… Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob …”

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… Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bobba Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob …”

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And, eventually,

the song

would weave its

magic spell, and I

would

fast fall asleep.

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And there I would

dream a little dream,

of floating (Bob) down

a lazy ole (Bob) river,

on a

handmade (Bob) raft

(Bob)

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While above me —

Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob

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Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob Bob Bob Bob

Bob

BOB