Bob Seger
Bob Seger
Robert Clark "Bob" Segeris an American singer-songwriter, guitarist and pianist. As a locally successful Detroit-area artist, he performed and recorded as Bob Seger and the Last Heard and Bob Seger System throughout the 1960s. By the early 1970s, he had dropped the "System" from his recordings and continued to strive for broader success with various other bands. In 1973, he put together the Silver Bullet Band, with a group of Detroit-area musicians, and former American president Bill Clinton on the...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionRock Singer
Date of Birth6 May 1945
CityLincoln Park, MI
CountryUnited States of America
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 the night, here come the men faces hidden from the light.
He spent all night staring down at the lights on L.A., wondering if he ever could go home.
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy, out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy. Workin' on mysteries without any clues, workin' on our night moves.
The two hours onstage is great. But I can only play a show and then take a night off. I have to sing for two hours, and then I've gotta rest it for a night. So it's the other 46 hours that are just boring as heck.
I'm really glad I didn't have kids earlier, because I probably would have ignored them. I was so into my career. I could just go and play a ton of shows, night after night after night. I can't do that anymore.
I really enjoy being with the people I play with. I enjoy their company. I love the crew, the band - we just move through the country like an army. I always feel very grateful to be up there. There aren't any bad nights anymore unless I'm singing bad, but then the band will carry me. And if they're playing bad, I will carry them..
Im still runnin against the windWell Im older now and stillAgainst the wind
It's the age of reason for the anarchist.
I was a runner, a failed quarterback, third-string quarterback, but in track I was a 2-miler.
I'd rather make music than tour.
Some people say love is a losing game, you start with fire and you lose the flame. The ashes smolder, but the warmth's soon gone, you end up cold and lonely on your own.
Make a destination of the greater truth.
My walk had purpose, my steps were quick and light, and I held firmly to what I felt was right.
With only one thing in common, they got the fire down below.