Lyrics Bob Is Not Your Uncle Anymore (Radio Edit) - Walter Becker
This
old
house
Looks
just
the
way
it
was
Just
a
tumbledown
of
pine
and
river
stone
But
it's
only
just
a
shadow
of
the
place
you
knew
before
Because
Bob's
just
not
your
uncle
anymore
Winter's
here
And
the
day
don't
last
too
long
Barely
thimbles
full
of
sunshine
to
go
on
There's
an
ocean
full
of
midnight
rolling
right
up
to
the
door
I
guess
Bob's
just
not
your
uncle
anymore
And
I
say
it
without
pride
and
without
shame
That
the
dopey
Irish
Setter
dog
—
Regan's
still
his
name
Well
he
looks
right
glad
to
see
you
But
he
might
not
want
to
be
you
Even
though
he
loves
you
madly
from
before
Before
Bob
was
not
your
uncle
anymore
Good
old
games
Like
they
play
them
back
in
town
Where
the
wayward
daughter's
luck
runs
strong
and
pure
You
might
feel
like
you're
a
winner
but
you
never
know
for
sure
Now
that
Bob's
just
not
your
uncle
anymore
And
so
we
see
You
can
find
your
way
back
home
And
that
maybe
when
you
get
there
There's
a
lock
on
every
door
Now
you
know
for
certain
What
the
big
wide
world
is
good
for
And
that
Bob's
just
not
your
uncle
anymore
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