Letras
Well I'm going down to Robert's place, it's just a block away
Haven't seen him in a real long time
And I think I'll take some flowers and a couple extra hours
To tell him all about my little life
Well I'm going down to Robert's place, it's there beneath the tree
I don't know if he will recognize
My face, it's gotten older, and I've got more on my shoulders
But I still hold on to his pretty eyes
(...)
Well I'm going down to Robert's place, it's more than overgrown
But I swear I'll make it look real nice
With just a little weeding and a sprinkle of grass seeds
And flowers in the colors that he likes
Well I'm going down to Robert's place with my favorite guitar
And I'll play him the songs I wrote last week
And he might not sing along and it might just take too long
But he knows how to make a boy feel seen
And I know, yes I know
He won't hear me, he's just bones
But it makes me feel much better
To know he might care at all
And I see, yes I see
That he's six feet under me
But sometimes I hope he is down the hall
Well I went on down to Robert's place and I felt inner peace
The silence like a blanket over me
And I saw the little tree, for once without its pretty leaves
While I enjoyed my father's company
Well I went on down to Robert's place and I showed him this song
And it about reduced him down to tears
And I sat, but not for long because the chill brought winter on
But I want him to know that I'm still here
(...)
Well I went on down to Robert's place, it's been a couple years
Not sure when the days all came and went
And I know he won't return, but if there's one thing that I've learned
A day with him's a day that's better spent
Well I went on down to Robert's place and saw a few new graves
Strange how even this old place can change
With more modern epitaphs and even greener looking grass
Why we have to lose, it's such a shame
And I know, yes I know
He won't hear me, he's just bones
But it makes me feel much better
To know he might care at all
And I see, yes I see
That he's six feet under me
But sometimes I hope he is down the hall
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Someday I'll go down to Robert's place because I'm passing through
And it would be the proper thing to do
And I'll tell him how I've grown and how I'm living on my own
I know I'll get there someday, maybe soon