Tanglewood Bob, Tanglewood Bob
He never got a real summer job
He just plays, plays, plays
Sits in the woods, sits on the lawn,
Playing scales all the day long
Plays plays plays
Plays in the orchestra, second chair,
Behind a girl with long blonde hair
Hey hey hey
Plays his Bruckner, plays his Mozart,
Working away at the viola part
Hey hey hey
He plays viola, it was all that was left,
Now he's living in a lower clef
Hey hey hey
The girl in front with the long blonde hair
She's a violinist and she does not care
No no no
She never looks back, this violinist,
She doesn't know that violas exist
No no no
Tanglewood Bob sitting in his tux
Waiting for the day when he conducts
Hey hey hey
Standing up front with baton in his hand
And that beautiful woman at his command
Hey hey hey
© Garrison Keillor 2001