Nanci Griffith - Ballad Of Robin Winter-Smith lyrics

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