Hey... it's been a while.
I know we weren't that close, but I loved you the same.
Memories of teaching me as a boy to ride,
Wheels burning like hell, quite a flame.
Distant memories of cowboys on screen,
Your old Chevy roaring with power.
Your blind eye never loses sight; knowledge is always seen,
Wisdom flowing like water off a flower.
"Get back up," repeated like a mantra,
Sometimes too tough, too rough.
But without you, I would be less of a man—
I guess... I'm less...I'm Not the Same...
I don't understand, I know it's only temporary,
His pearly gates a warm welcome—
I can't wait to see you again, to take God's ferry.
But until then, I'll just honor you.
I'll be tough as iron, tough as a nail
But I want to cry sometimes; it's not fair.
All I do is fall; all I do is fail.
I won't lie—I'm scared; I don't have a plan.
You looked rough as a bear,
The sun laying on your Stetson,
Dirt rolling off your chaps, hands like sandpaper,
The dangerous glint in your only eye.
Your hat and coat hung for good, the work is done
Your looks could kill, but not anymore; you're gone,
No soul to fill.
Ill see you soon
waaaaaaahhhh