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This is the jam “Thank You, Bobby” is a heartfelt dedication to Bob Weir, honoring over six decades of musical stewardship, openness, and integrity. Rather than a memorial, the song stands as a living thank-you — recognizing the way Bobby let music breathe, evolve, and belong to everyone who stepped onto the road he helped keep open. With affectionate nods to his barefoot presence, unmistakable stage style, and RatDog-era groove, the track carries gratitude without mythmaking. It reflects a philosophy of music as shared space — not frozen history, but a living line that continues forward. Amp hum low, house lights dim Old friends smiling, here we go again You never played it straight or stiff Left air around every riff Let the song find its own damn way Taught us time ain’t something you play Bare feet dusted in stage light glow Laugh in your eyes like you always know You didn’t chase what fades with age You stayed in the music, page by page Thank you, Bobby, for the miles you gave For the songs that bent but never caved We’ll miss you barefoot, center stage Still hear you laugh when the groove don’t behave RatDog nights, that sideways swing Where the quiet parts still said everything You showed us older don’t mean done Just means you choose each note more than once Short shorts flashing under borrowed stars No costume, no walls, no bars Just a man and a song and a living line That stretched long enough to carry time Thank you, Bobby, for the road you left Wide enough for all of us who stepped We’ll miss you barefoot, grinning brave Still feel your rhythm when the crowd waves Some folks freeze the past in frames You let it breathe, you let it change If this is goodbye, it don’t feel final It feels like the song just went instrumental Thank you, Bobby, for sixty years For the joy, the space, the crooked cheers We’ll miss you barefoot, shorts on stage But the music knows your name Needle lifts, room still sways Thank you, Bobby — see you in the next phrase Thank you, Bobby For the road you gave Thank you, Bobby For the space you made Thank you, Bobby Still hear you play Thank you, Bobby You showed the way