Mamma's in the kitchen rattling pans and the baby cries
On the TV news, somebody died
He was a crazy biker in a motorcycle riding daredevil show
In Merry England, oh, twenty seven years old
He was trying to break the record 
For jumping over cars, he was the champ
He fell a little bit short, oh, hit the ramp

This is the story, sad and it's glory of Robin Winter-Smith
He was a very brave man if you get my drift
'Cause he waved to the crowd, headed down the runway like a
man possessed
Robin Winter-Smith, I guess he did his best

I make a living a-playing these songs and I hang out in bars
I play my guitar, oh, but honey, I don't jump over cars
Mamma's in the kitchen rattling pans and the baby cries
On the TV news, somebody died
He was a crazy biker in a motorcycle riding daredevil show
In Merry England, oh, twenty seven years old