Bobjan

Jan van der Merwe, when he was very young

He got abducted by a big Bobjan

He was playing in the field all alone under the tree

And the Bobjan took and he said, "Come with me"

Jan was scared, he said, "Ag please Bobjan

Take me back to my father, I am his only son"

But the Bobjan laughed and he said, "Ag please

I will be you father, you will come with me"

You will eat like a Bobjan, drink like a Bobjan, sleep like a real Bobjan

You will cry like a Bobjan, love like a Bobjan, run like a real Bobjan

You will fight like a Bobjan, shout like a Bobjan, sing like a real Bobjan

And if anybody ask, "What is you name?" You will say your name is Bobjan

Jan was crying everyday, he was wanting to go back home

But the Bobjan said he must stop to cry, he mustn't be so alone

He must play and sing with the other Bobjan, he will see they are all very nice

He must eat the banana, he must climb in the tree

He must catch for him some lice

You will eat like a Bobjan, drink like a Bobjan, sleep like a real Bobjan

You will cry like a Bobjan, love like a Bobjan, run like a real Bobjan

You will fight like a Bobjan, shout like a Bobjan, sing like a real Bobjan

And if anybody ask, "What is your name?" You will say your name is Bobjan

One day Jan was sitting in a tree still wanting to go back home

He was missing his father, he was missing his mother, he was missing his best friend Joe

And the Bobjan said, "Hey Jan, my son, it's time for you to go

You are missing your father, you are missing your mother, you are missing your best friend Joe"

You will eat like a Bobjan, drink like a Bobjan, sleep like a real Bobjan

You will cry like a Bobjan, love like a Bobjan, run like a real Bobjan

You will fight like a Bobjan, shout like a Bobjan, sing like a real Bobjan

And if anybody ask, "What is your name?" you will say your name is Bobjan

Jan was happy, but also sad he was leaving his friends behind

He was starting to feel like a real Bobjan in his body and in his mind

He was running back home like a real Bobjan, with his hand and feet on the ground

Shouting and crying like a real Bobjan with a real Bobjan sound

You will eat like a Bobjan, drink like a Bobjan, sleep like a real Bobjan

You will cry like a Bobjan, love like a Bobjan, run like a real Bobjan

You will fight like a Bobjan, shout like a Bobjan, sing like a real Bobjan

And if anybody ask, "What is your name?" You will say your name is Bobjan

Back home his mother and his father is stressed, their son is a different man

He eats like a Bobjan, drinks like a Bobjan, sleeps like a Bobjan

And they ask him, "Son, what is your name?" and he says, "My name is Bobjan"

And they say, "No, son, your name is Jan"

No, my name is Bobjan

I will eat like a Bobjan, drink like a Bobjan, sleep like a real Bobjan

I will cry like a Bobjan, love like a Bobjan, run like a real Bobjan

I will fight like a Bobjan, shout like a Bobjan, sing like a real Bobjan

And if anybody ask me what is my name, I will say my name is Bobjan

Now Jan is working 9 to 5 in an office in Joburg East

He also have a wife and lots of kids and every time they have a feast

Jan's wife, she asks him nice, "Please behave tonight"

Then he says, "My wife, I am a man in my heart, but a Bobjan in my mind"

I will eat like a Bobjan, drink like a Bobjan, sleep like a real Bobjan

I will cry like a Bobjan, love like a Bobjan, run like a real Bobjan

I will fight like a Bobjan, shout like a Bobjan, sing like a real Bobjan

And if anybody ask me what is my name I will say my name is Bobjan