Cowboy Train To Heaven
Standing all alone,
at the edge of time.
With no where left to fall,
and no where else to climb.
I feel like I'm standing
back at the end of the line.
Of that soul collecting train
that I missed the very first time.
It don't matter much to me you see,
I'm just going to stand right here and wait.
For that golden train to pull in,
that's taken me to the pearly gates.
When that train pulls out
your going to hear me yell.
As I'm leaving this here place
that is now a man made hell.
Where all the politics and corruption,
of this once great and mighty place.
Turned into need and greed
that just fills me with disgrace.
Now I am far from perfect,
God knows that is true.
But, I'm praying for forgiveness,
and I suggest, that you do too.
So when that train pulls in
to take us from this man made hell.
Grab the seat right next to me
and we can both then yell!
YEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAA!!!
Dan Kearley: 3-24-16
Copyright © Dan Kearley | Year Posted 2016
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