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Cowboy In Heaven by John Walsh © 2005 At the gates I met Saint Peter, but the gates were swinging doors Inside the room looked like a old saloon, with sawdust on the floor Through the air played country music, I could hear my favorite song Everyone I've ever loved and lost, was inside and sang along I turned and looked at Peter, I said I just don't understand He smiled at me so gently, than he reached out for my hand He welcomed me to heaven; said your faith is what you see This will be your new forever, then the angels sang to me You're a cowboy in heaven; that's the way it's meant to be You're a cowboy in heaven; go and see your family Your life began the day you died; now giddy up and get inside You're a cowboy in heaven; it's time to meet your destiny As I walked in through those swinging doors, my heart was beating fast Reminders every where's I looked, of the life that now has past The life I lived, was the life I loved, where the Lord had assured every need My hat and my horse, my boots and of course, the Good Book that I took time to read Everyone inside had died, yet today they all are livin Singing songs and carrying on, like their sins have been forgiven I turned back to look for Peter, he just smiled again and waived Right then I knew, God's promise was true, and the life that I loved had been saved I'm a cowboy in heaven; like I always prayed to be I'm a cowboy in heaven; still in awe at all I see My life began the day I died, cause now here on the other side I'm a cowboy in heaven; but why would God do this for me The whole place got real quiet, until I heard somebody say The spirit is upon us; let us all join hands and pray Than suddenly in front of me, a vision has appeared A man I'd never met before, in a robe, and with a beard He told me He'd been watching, what a good job I had done He put His arms around me, and He said "I Love You Son" I've never felt such joy before, complete and utter bliss I knew that I was home for sure, when Jesus told me this You're a cowboy in heaven; that is what I chose for thee You're a cowboy in heaven; where your soul is now set free Your life began the day you died, and you'll walk along My side You're a cowboy in heaven; because you believed in ME You're a cowboy in heaven; because you believed in ME Written By John Walsh Copyright Feb 4 2005 All Rights Reserved |
 This poem won 1st place for the November 2007 poetry contest |
Please contact John Walsh at "mrjw@comcast.net" to request permission to use this poem.