Bob Starr
(c) Jackie Wayne White, Bob White Music, Inc., ASCAP 

Vs 1
Knew this man named Bob Starr
He run an all night junk yard
Sometimes we stole auto parts
When his guard dog slept

Vs 2
My ford needed a fender
So I slipped back in there
Just in time to catch
a tiretool side my head

Chorus
You don’t mess with Bob Starr
He don’t care who you are
I didn’t see him hiding
In that car trunk
The last thing I remember 
With my hands upon that fender
Bob Starr saying
Don’t touch my junk

Instrumental 

Vs 3
I still got a bad scar
And sev’ral jagged teeth marks
From old Bob Starr’s 
Main jee junkyard dog

If you need a fender
That’s what it will spend ya
If you should decide
To lift one from ol’ Bob

Chorus
You don’t mess with Bob Starr
He don’t care who you are
I didn’t see him hiding
In that car trunk
The last thing I remember 
With my hands upon that fender
Bob Starr saying
Don’t touch my junk

Instrumental

Bob Starr

PulseMeld composer Judith Whittaker returns with My Last Drink, a powerful country album told from the perspective of a lifelong drinker trying to finally give it up.
This collection blends raw honesty, dark humour, and traditional country grit, capturing the emotional tug-of-war between wanting to quit and wanting “just one more.”

With moments that will make you laugh, nod your head, and maybe reflect a little too deeply, My Last Drink delivers memorable storytelling wrapped in strong, roots-driven country songs.
It’s heartfelt, relatable, and built for anyone who’s ever tried to break a habit… or poured one more drink anyway.

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