[Verse] Yo, Bob Ross, you and.ny Nonnie watched you paint, an if I think about it long enough i get faint, Cuz your words , were always silky and suave, maybe a happy little dove [Verse 2] From a tree fromyour brush is an expression Of love, skyscapes lettin canary ,mix in with the very fabric of the tooth fairy and God's wary Of the fact that i aint buried just yet, but pretty soon i will be, if I justak silly [Chorus] Bob Ross, my inspiration, my artistic guide You paintin' dreams, takin' me and Garky on Majestic rides, remindin us important facts of life that we avoid, like stayin in imagination not within the vo [Verse] Every stroke that you make, every color you blend It's like a symphony from history that nothin new can ever end, I win whenever i can make myself remember, Those coñd days just around December [Verse 2] Bob Ross, you're the man, the one and only Person who reminds me of my Gram,a warm cup of tea With every fashioned piece for free, we each owe you like a hunnid G's at least [Chorus] Bob, you and Gram were my artistic guides You paintin' dreams, takin' me on a childhood ride, With your gentle spirit and endless creativity Thats the spirit of the both of you speaking into me
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