Bob Romano
FolkLyrics
“Big Toe Bob Romano”
(Verse 1)
Bob Romano, sixty-six years old,
Walks the streets of New York, in the cold and bold.
Three hundred pounds, he’s a sturdy man,
But that big ol’ toe keeps messin’ with his plan.
(Chorus)
Big Toe Bob, he’s always in a bind,
Hobblin’ down the sidewalk, leavin’ pain behind.
From Brooklyn to Queens, he’s got a heavy load,
But that big toe’s always stealin’ the show.
(Verse 2)
He eats his bagels, drinks his coffee strong,
But that big toe’s been achin’ way too long.
He’s got the spirit of a lion in the heart of the town,
But when that toe throbs, it slows him down.
(Chorus)
Big Toe Bob, he’s fightin’ through the strain,
Never let a little ache drive him insane.
From the Bronx to Staten, he’s got places to go,
But he’s limpin’ along with that stubborn big toe.
(Bridge)
Doctors tell him, “Bob, it’s time for a rest,”
But he just grins, says, “I’m doin’ my best!”
He’s a New York legend, walkin’ mile by mile,
And despite that toe, he’s wearin’ a smile.
(Chorus)
Big Toe Bob, he’s takin’ life slow,
But there’s no stoppin’ him, not with that glow.
From uptown to downtown, in sun or snow,
Bob Romano’s walkin’, toe pain or no!
(Outro)
Big Toe Bob, yeah, he’s doin’ just fine,
With a little limp, but still walkin’ the line.
New York knows his name, he’s one of a kind,
Big Toe Bob, always on the grind!