Nashville On God's Radio
Put spurs on the foot of my coffin
Put my comfiest boots on my feet
Put my hat on to face the future down
Then ride off to my last meet
We'll take a last ride together
We'll get dust and tears in our eyes
We'll sleep out in the moonlight
And count our blesings under the skies
We'll share a last swig of whisky
We'll share the last beans from the pot
We'll sing round dying embers
Until my last ride has to stop
Then I'm off..... to ride God's rodeo
Where I'll tame.... my new bronc-eo
With Nashville on God's radio
I'll be riding "Shooting Stars"
(Funeral poem for a cowboy, country and western lover.)
