Biografia:
Robbie Wessels is an Afrikaner from the Vrystaat/Freestate in South Africa. His music is intended to be humorous to certain target audiences.
He has released four CDs:
-My Vissermansvriend se Pa
-Halley se Komeet
-Grootste Treffers
-Afrika Sonsak
Home page:
http://www.robbiewessels.co.za
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse 1]
Em Em C B
Jan van der Merwe when he was very young, He got abducted by a big Bobjan
Em Em Bm B
He was playing in the field all alone under a tree, When the Bobjan took him and said come with me
Em Em C B
Jan was scared he said “Agh please Bobjan, Take me back to my father I am his only son”
Em Em Bm B
But the Bobjan laughed and said “Agh please I will be your father you will come with me.”
[Chorus]
E B
You will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
You will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
You will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks you what is your name you will say your name is Bobjan
[Verse 2]
E B
Jan was crying every day, He was wanting to go back home
E
But the Bobjan said he must stop to cry, He mustn’t be so alone
B
He must play and sing with the other Bobjan, He will see they are all very nice
E
He must eat the banana he must climb the trees, He must catch for him some lice
[Chorus]
E B
You will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
You will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
You will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks you what is your name you will say your name is Bobjan
[Verse 3]
E B
One day Jan was sitting in a tree, Still wanting to go back home
E
He was missing his father, he was missing his mother, he was missing his best friend Jo
B
And the Bobjan said “Hey Jan my son it is time for you to go.”
E
“You are missing your father you are missing your mother you are missing your best friend Jo”
[Chorus]
E B
You will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
You will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
You will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks you what is your name you will say your name is Bobjan
[Verse 4]
E B
Jan was happy but also sad, He was leaving his friends behind
E
He was starting to feel like a real Bobjan in his body and in his mind
B
He was running back home like a real Bobjan, With his hands and his feets on the ground
E
Shouting and crying like a real Bobjan with a real Bobjan sound
[Chorus]
E B
You will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
You will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
You will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks you what is your name you will say your name is Bobjan
[Verse 5]
E B
Back home his father and his mother is stressed, Their son is a different man
E
He eats like a Bobjan drinks like a Bobjan sleeps like a Bobjan can
B
And they ask him “Son, what is your name?” and he says “My name is Bobjan”
E
And they say “No son, your name is Jan” “No my name is Bobjan!”
[Chorus]
E B
I will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
I will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
I will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks me what is my name I will say my name is Bobjan
[Verse 6]
E B
Now Jan is working nine to five in the office in Joburg east
E
He also have a wife and lots of kids and every time they have a feast
B
Jan’s wife she asks him nice, “Please behave tonight.”
E
Then he says “My wife im a man in my heart but a Bobjan in my mind.”
[Chorus]
E B
I will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
I will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
I will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks me what is my name I will say my name is Bobjan
Em Em C B
Jan van der Merwe when he was very young, He got abducted by a big Bobjan
Em Em Bm B
He was playing in the field all alone under a tree, When the Bobjan took him and said come with me
Em Em C B
Jan was scared he said “Agh please Bobjan, Take me back to my father I am his only son”
Em Em Bm B
But the Bobjan laughed and said “Agh please I will be your father you will come with me.”
[Chorus]
E B
You will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
You will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
You will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks you what is your name you will say your name is Bobjan
[Verse 2]
E B
Jan was crying every day, He was wanting to go back home
E
But the Bobjan said he must stop to cry, He mustn’t be so alone
B
He must play and sing with the other Bobjan, He will see they are all very nice
E
He must eat the banana he must climb the trees, He must catch for him some lice
[Chorus]
E B
You will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
You will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
You will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks you what is your name you will say your name is Bobjan
[Verse 3]
E B
One day Jan was sitting in a tree, Still wanting to go back home
E
He was missing his father, he was missing his mother, he was missing his best friend Jo
B
And the Bobjan said “Hey Jan my son it is time for you to go.”
E
“You are missing your father you are missing your mother you are missing your best friend Jo”
[Chorus]
E B
You will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
You will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
You will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks you what is your name you will say your name is Bobjan
[Verse 4]
E B
Jan was happy but also sad, He was leaving his friends behind
E
He was starting to feel like a real Bobjan in his body and in his mind
B
He was running back home like a real Bobjan, With his hands and his feets on the ground
E
Shouting and crying like a real Bobjan with a real Bobjan sound
[Chorus]
E B
You will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
You will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
You will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks you what is your name you will say your name is Bobjan
[Verse 5]
E B
Back home his father and his mother is stressed, Their son is a different man
E
He eats like a Bobjan drinks like a Bobjan sleeps like a Bobjan can
B
And they ask him “Son, what is your name?” and he says “My name is Bobjan”
E
And they say “No son, your name is Jan” “No my name is Bobjan!”
[Chorus]
E B
I will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
I will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
I will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks me what is my name I will say my name is Bobjan
[Verse 6]
E B
Now Jan is working nine to five in the office in Joburg east
E
He also have a wife and lots of kids and every time they have a feast
B
Jan’s wife she asks him nice, “Please behave tonight.”
E
Then he says “My wife im a man in my heart but a Bobjan in my mind.”
[Chorus]
E B
I will eat like a Bobjan, Drink like a Bobjan, Sleep like a real Bobjan
E
I will cry like a Bobjan, Love like a Bobjan, Run like a real Bobjan
B
I will fight like a Bobjan, Shout like a Bobjan, Sing like a real Bobjan
E
And if anybody asks me what is my name I will say my name is Bobjan
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