Bobjan Songtext
von Robbie Wessels

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"