When I Pass
by Riley Lincoln, WPB Fla.
January 2014
This old cabin is cold tonight
The logs are no match for
The cold north wind blowing in
We've been stoking the old stove
But the heat….
The old cabin won't hold
The old man laying in his bed
Is still able to raise his head
His withered and wrinkled hand
Reached out from under the blanket
And he said "whiskey please
and I'll bet
I'll never see another sunset"
So gather around, kids, and I will
Tell you what will happen when
I pass
The thunder will start falling
Down on the ground
Then it will bounce all around
And rain drops will turn to red rose petals
And drop on your lily-white sheets
On your old oak bed
The moon will turn a beautiful blue
And smile back at you
And the twinkling stars
Will start to blink a beautiful pink
The lighting will turn purple
And flash down all the old railroad track
Then turn around and flash all the way back
The wind will blow all the wildflowers
From the plains
And all the pretty butterflies will pour
Out of the smokestacks of all the old
Steam engine trains
Butterflies and wildflowers will
Fill the pale blue sky
If you look close you will see
Me waving good-bye
The great waves on the oceans
Of the world will stop
The surface of the oceans will look
Like a sheet of blue glass
All the big whales will surface
All over the world
And blow high plumes of water into the sky
In tribute to the great Lord
In the "Sweet Bye and Bye"
Then the angels from the clouds high above
Will sing for exactly ten minutes about God's love
Then the sun will pop out, it will be eighty degrees
And it will be a beautiful day
And all the people will be free
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