The song "Robert" was written by Bob's grandson Todd for his 90th birthday in 2006. It holds even more tender meaning today. Thanks Todd! To hear Todd's song, click on "Read more" below.
Verse 1
He was born in 1916
In a town called Montague,
That's off Lake Michigan
North of Kalamazoo,
The winters were colored white
And his boots would give him blisters
When he walked to school with his brothers and his sisters. . .
She was a preacher's daughter
Working for the Lord,
She sang in the choir
And played the harpsichord,
She saved some children from a bus that had derailed,
She was the talk of the town at the neighborhood bake sales
Chorus
When will I see you again? he said
Well it's been so long
When I see you again? my love
Will never be gone for you
Verse 2
One day after church
They went for a ride,
In his cousin's car
Through the countryside,
Our worlds were at war
And he was in the Navy,
He asked her to marry him
She smiled and said maybe
The war went on for years
And he fought for his nation,
She would send him letters
Wherever he was stationed,
Discharged when he was 30
Old Sam gave him some money
To start civilian life
With his brand new little honey
Chorus
Verse 3
They had three daughters
That like to sing together
In perfect harmony
Soprano, alto, tenor
They lived in California
Then migrated to Texas,
Their home was filled with pets
Toys and birthday wishes
His beard turned salt and pepper
Slowly faded into gray
A lot of things had changed
But Robert felt okay
They said her heart was weak
And soon she did not speak
Her memory started slipping
But Robert wouldn't listen
Chorus
Verse 4
That fatal day did come
When she passed away
But death could never take
The promises they made
He kissed her ruby lips
While she laid in the coffin
And shed one last tear
He still thinks of her often
Someday they're going to meet
And his life will be complete
Up in those cotton clouds
He's going to call her name out loud
The trumpets are going to blare
But you better beware
Cause he's kickin' up the dirt
Here comes Robert
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