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Wyoming Cowboy and a Trip to Heaven

Wyoming Cowboy and a Trip to Heaven

Wyoming cowboy is a trip to heaven

Jake the rancher one day went to fix a distant fence.

The wind was cold and gusty, and clouds rolled in Gray and dense.

And As he pounded the last staples in and gathered up his tools to go.

The temperature had fallen, and the snow began to blow.

When you finally reached this pickup, he fell a heavy heart.

From the sun of that ignition, he knew it wouldn't start.

So he did what most of us would do, if we'd have been the one there,

he humbly bowed his balding head and sent aloft his cowboy prayer.

As he turned his key for the last time, he softly cursed his luck.

They found him three days later, frozen stiff in that old truck.

He had been around in life and done his share of roman’.

When he saw heaven, he was shocked...It looks just like Wyomin’

Oh, there were some differences of course, but just some minor things.

One place that's simply disappeared pretty sure. The town they called Rock Springs.

The BLM had been shut down so now there was no grazing fees,

And the wind and Rollins and Cheyenne was now a gentle breeze.

The park and Forest Service folks... They didn't fare so well,

They’d all been sent to fight some fire in a wilderness called hell.

Though heaven was a real nice place, Jake had a wondering mind,

So he saddled up and lit on out, not knowing what he’d fined

then one day in Cody, on a cold fall afternoon,

He saw Saint Peter comin’, he knew he'd be there soon.

Of all the Saints in heaven, his favorite was Saint Peter.

Now this line, It ain’t needed, but it helps with rhyme and meter.

So they sat and talked a minute or two, or maybe it was three

Nobodywas keeping heave time is free.

”I've always heard,” Jake said to Peter, “that God will answer prayer,

But one time I asked for help, well he just plain wasn't there.

Does God answer prayers of some, and they Ignore the prayers of others?

That don't seem exactly square... I know all men are brothers.

Or does he randomly reply, without good rhyme or reason?

Maybe it's the time of day, the weather, or the season.

Now I tried to act smart, it's just the way I feel,

And I was wondering, could you tell... What the heck's the deal”?

Peter listened very patiently, and when Jake was done,

There were smiles of recognition, then he said,” so you're the one”!

That day your wouldn't start, and you sent your prayer of flyin’,

You have us all a real bad time, with hundreds of us tryin’.

A thousand angels rushed ahead to check the status of your file

But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard from you in quite a while.

and though all prayers are answered, you know God has no quota,

He just didn't recognize your voice, Jake, and started a truck in North Dakota”!!!

Author Unknown

Stationary photo

The cowboy has always been a dying breed,

but he takes his dying slowly,

perched upon his steed..............

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