| The Pearly Gate © Jay Snider |
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| Often times I've wondered Is there just one Pearly Gate In my minds eye I can see it there Standin' strong and true and straight The paint weren't chipped nor faded And it swung real smooth and free But is this gate just for city folks Not for worn out old punchers like me See I'm not accustomed to gates so grand Round this ranch we merely make do They're not real neat nor fancy made Most have a broken rail or two So I wonder, if I make it there To that gate so grand and fine Will the good Lord let me ride on through Or send me 'round to one like mine Like this one here at the brandin' pens With it's worn and splintered rails Lord, if that old gate could talk It could tell a million tales Like at brandin' time when the wagon's out For weeks there in the spring Or when the hands play a cowboy symphony As their rowels begin to ring Or in the winter when it's feeding time Cause the snow is driftin' deep And you're wonderin' where the remuda is Roll out cause you can't sleep Cause that old gate ain't hung real sturdy It blows shut when it ain't tied So you brave the bitter cold and snow To push that gate back way out wide Cause the horses know protection's waitin' Through that gate if there's a need And there's trust and admiration there When they come in to feed See this gate is mighty special Though it's seen some better days In the spring you see revival through it In the valley beneath the haze At this gate, if you listen closely A wealth of laughter fills your ears Must be old friends that happened by For all those many years This ranch breathed life a lot of years Into kids and calves and foals And sunrise still takes your breath away From atop those rocky knolls So this gate must be the Pearly kind Though it's rough and loosely tied Cause when I'm standin' there a lookin' through I can see heaven on the other side. ©Jay Snider |