Bobjan

Jan van der Merwe when he was very young He got abducted by a big Bobjan He was playing alone in the field under a tree And the Bobjan took him and 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 said: "ag please, I will be your 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 your 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 must not 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're 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, his hands and his feets 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 father and his mother is stressed, their son is a diffrent man He eats like a Bobjan, drinks like a Bobjan, sleeps like a real Bobjan can 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 a 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"