Hand on the rock and the best art show for stoners late night.   Bob has pulled me out of the clouds many of nights in the 90s great track sir it’s like a peaceful stream through a mountain of trees all happy feeling good

Well done.  “Crooked trees possibly stepped on by a bear “. Good memories

I love your words my mate always enjoy my listens

Little dab of betty white dance in a happy little sky 😜😉

Nice softness to this one man. Great track ✌🏾🎶

Really nice acoustic performance and cool lyrical homage to Bob.

Bob is certainly deserving of this tribute. Clear lyric and very apt choice of McLean tune. Super!

Beautiful. Brilliant lyrics, among your best. “Prussian blue,” indeed. Don McClean I hope would appreciate the partly comedic but mostly very sincere appreciation of Bob Ross, and I will now see him with wider and more appreciative eyes :)

an homage to American TV painting personality Bob Ross, who I watched regularly back in the 80s before his posthumous internet fame
I'm sorry to have butchered Don McLean's beautiful song Vincent by changing the words and using his melody and my croaky voice...folksinger, I am not... oh well it was  a good lyric writing exercise at least


Bobby Bobby Ross
Painting with his secret sauce
Liquid White on canvas tossed
I watched him late at night on my TV

Cadmium Yellow daffodils 
A mix of Midnight Black to make his hills
His velvet voice and landscape plan so chill
Nature seemed to bow at his command

Now I understand
All those forest, ocean, winter scenes
400 episodes with Phthalo Green
On PBS commercial-free
His rush with brush and speedy painting bliss
And now he's called an ASMRist

Bobby Bobby Ross
His clouds they look like candy floss
Reds and yellows, greens in semi-gloss
Creeks that sing and swim in Prussian Blue

Those mountains built on cue
With his pallet knife, he lays them down 
Their peaks and valleys glow like starry crowns
Bold colors he will wear and share with you

Now I'm speaking true
Of his wise words that he wished for me
Happy accidents are meant to be
They have come to set you free
Just like life sometimes, some spots get messed
Here comes your big tree bravery test

I know the art snobs did not like him
Nor did that Alexander dude
But still, he spoke to me
Big hair, big heart, big B
His reruns run most every afternoon 
Here's to the boss our Mr. Ross
There'll never be another one as sweet or super cool

Bobby Bobby Ross
Creating all those Happy Trees
A song to sing in playful key
It's sometimes hard to stay between the lines
I've been painting crooked pines
Production mix all Vandyke Brown
Withered words that reek of pun and clown
Lie slushed and swollen on the Soundcloud snow

Now I think I know
What he tried to say to me
Art is love, it's life, it's tragedy
Inside of all of us you see
So find your passion, get that fire lit
And with a 2 inch brush
Beat the devil out of it


Music Don McLean 1971
Lyrics HotR 2025

Bob ( my apologies to Don McLean)

There’s a treasure down deep in this wonderland
To find it, plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
The word and rhyme, a message, in a song it stands
my rock n roll Rosetta Stone 



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