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  Robert's View My father and mother spent their retirement years in a little bungalow at Clinton, Prince Edward Island, high upon a hill overlooking the majestic Southwest River. This was Robert's place. He never tired of its beauty even as he was going blind. Listen to this song (You'll need an MP3 player to listen.) Lyrics The old blue Phoenix sits idle by the door No mud on its tires this Spring They took away his license His eyesight is too bad But not as bad as Robert feels Chorus: Now he sits alone and does the things that old men do Corresponds with Reader's Digest And watches the morning news And takes another look at Robert's view With the eye of a carpenter God made everything Measured every flower in the valley Joined the sky together With the fields of gold and green Robert knows the secrets of creation Repeat Chorus Bridge: Robert's view is worth a million dollars But the treasures of Eternity Are only what the heart can see Everybody tries to find their worldly destination One place on this earth to call home In the rolling hills of Clinton Where the purple lupins bloom My father found his very own Repeat Chorus End Players Vocal: Allan Rankin Drums and Synthesizer: Dave Burton Bass: Jamie Gatti Fiddle: Ray Legere Acoustic Guitar: Chris Corrigan Copyright Wild Garden Music (SOCAN) |