Chords for Bob Robert's Society Band

_ _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [Gbm] _ _ [B] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
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[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] Well, you heard about the [Eb] [Em] alligators sleeping in [A] the shade.
[D] You heard [Eb] about the sugar [Em] barons screwing up [A] the glades.
[D] It's a melting [Dm] pot existence [G] that is hard to [Bb] contemplate.
[A] And a never-ending battle in the sunshine [Bm] state.
[D] But far, far away from [Em] the front [A] page news.
[D] Far, [B] far away from the [A] headline blues.
[D] Down a secondary [A] road [G] that severely [Bb] shows its age.
[A] Artists come to life on a makeshift [D] stage.
It's the Bob [Eb] _ [Em] Roberts Society [A] Band.
[Gbm] Playing [B] every Sunday [E] at the Orange [A] Grove Stamp.
[D] They don't play grunge and [Bm] they don't [Bb] play loud.
[A] It's the magic of the music that still draws the crowd.
Well, [D] the word [Ebm] goes out [Em] from Melbourne [A] to the Keys.
[D] The faithful get the message [Em] like it's written [A] on the breeze.
[D] Young folks, old [Bm] folks about to [Bb] cut a rug.
Rock, strut, [Gbm] bunny hop, do the [E] jitterbug.
[D] Do the Bob [Ebm] _ [Em] Roberts [A] Society Band.
[Gbm] Playing [B] every Sunday [E] at the Orange [A] Grove Stamp.
[D] They don't play grunge [Bm] and they don't [Bb] play loud.
[E] It's the magic of the music that still [Bm] draws the crowd.
[D] I saw [Eb] minivans from Boca, [Em] buses [A] from Ferran.
[D] There were people [B] speaking [Em] Hindu in the barbecue [A] line.
[D] A couple on their [G] honeymoon looked a [Gm] bit confused.
[A] But the boys in the band put them right in the mood.
They [D] played.
_ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ [A] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[D] A lady dressed [Eb] in purple started [A] dancing all alone.
Then [D] she sauntered oh [B] so gently to [Em] the vacant microphone.
She sounded like she's [G] someone who [Bb] never missed a beat.
By the time the number [A] ended, they were [Bm] dancing in the street.
They [D] died and gone to heaven, [Em] that lively [A] little crowd.
[D] _ [Eb] Trombones and [D] saxophones sent them [A] through the clouds.
[D] It could have gone all night, [G] but the party [Bb] had to stop.
[A] When they blew the circuit breaker in the souvenir [Bb] shop.
[D] It's the Bob [Eb] Roberts [Em] Society [A] Band.
[Gbm] Playing [B] every Sunday [E] at the Orange Grove [Db] Stamp.
[D] They don't play [Dm] grunge and [G] they don't play [Bb] loud.
[E] It's the magic of the music that still [B] draws the crowd.
It's [D] the Bob [Eb] Roberts [Em] [A] Society Band.
[Gbm] Playing [B] every Sunday down at the Orange [Db] Grove Stamp.
[D] They don't play [Dm] grunge.
[G] They [Bb] don't play loud.
[A] It's the magic of the music that [B] still [D] draws the crowd.
_ _ _ _ _ Oh _ yeah. _ _ _ _ _
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