I work my back 'til it's racked with pain, the boss can't even recall my name. — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
Here comes old Rosie she's looking mighty fine, here comes hot Nancy she's steppin' right on time. There go the street lights bringing on… — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
“He wants to dream like a young man with the wisdom of a old man, he wants his home and securities, he wants to… — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
I love working with different musicians in the studio, that's a real joy working with someone for the first time. — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy, out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy. Workin' on mysteries without any clues,… — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
I can only get my drummer in the winter; he plays with Grand Funk all summer. — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
To a brighter light, to a promised land, you can feel the power, of the master's hand. — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
I did this thing with Trisha Yearwood, a song called 'The Price.' I had been sitting on it for a while, because I figured,… — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
One victim lives in tragedy, another victim stops to stare, and still another walks on by pretending not to see — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
I wish I had a nickel for every time I fell and blamed someone else. I'd give a ton of money to the ones… — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
Most of the time, I'm here in Michigan and I'm taking out the garbage every Monday. — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
