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I wrote this song after reading an article in the Globe and Mail newspaper about the debate over whether or not Prince Edward Island should have a fixed bridge to the rest of Canada. I wondered how it would change people's lives who lived there.I lived for three years on that beautiful jewel of an island in the Atlantic, and prefer the travel on the water.

Red Clay Hills words and music
Mae Moore

I took the whole summer off last year
I had to see the red clay hills before they disappeared
It was the middle of June, I found myself walking a trail
Carved by sailors seeking shelter from the northeast gales
I took a room at the Oceanview Motel
There were pictures of clipper ships up on the wall
The local newspaper read, the deal had been done
They're going to level the hills and make work for everyone

The red clay hills look like they're on fire
Red clay hills...when the sun rises off the water
Red clay hills...how long will I be able to walk these shores below the red clay hills..

My family came from this part of the land
They made on honest living working with their hands
Now everything they once thought they held fast
Will soon be lost forever long passed
Just a reminder of a way of life too good to last

chorus

God knows you've got to make a living
It's hard enough to make your way in the world these days
Everybody needs some kind of refuge
Like the peace I find in these hills of red clay....