What Makes Bob Holler Songtext
von Bob Wills

There is a band man
A famous top hand
Who hails from down old Texas way, and Oklahoma
From Do Wa Diddy to New York City
You′ve heard him holler when he plays
Folks play the jukebox
And write to disc jocks
Truck drivers, deep sea divers
They ask, they say
What makes Bob holler?
What makes Bob holler?
When I asked Bob he explained this way, and he said
"Well, when a little sweetie pie
In a miniskirt twirls by
And rolls those big blue eyes
Aw, I holler
And when some pretty chick Says she loves my fiddle licks
Well now then, that can do the trick
Aw, I holler"
That makes Bob holler
And when Bob hollers
It makes you feel so happy and gay, okay
What makes Bob holler?
Bet your bottom dollar
It's just because he feels that way
That makes Bob holler
And when Bob hollers
It makes you feel so happy and gay, okay
What makes Bob holler?
Bet your bottom dollar
It′s just because he feels that way
And he hollers 'cause he loves to play