Robert Is Dead Robert is dead, if
that really was his name Mourners gathering
across the street from me, they're playing his music to
carry him home Robert is dead, no
one knows the reason why Slept in a chair by
the greenhouse door Didn't read what
the newspaper said A black wreath
memory lingers now Last neighbor was a miniature golf course Robert is dead, if
that really was his name Robins grow fat on
this morning in May Robert is dead (Words and music copyright 1990 by Scott Nicholson. Produced and performed by Scott Nicholson, remixed by Aaron Burleson) Back to more
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