Old Jim was just a good ole boy As several here would say The kind of fellow many liked In their own special way. His caring wife and family Stood by him all the way He never missed a day of work For there were bills to pay. The town considered him a friend To everyone around He always gave a lending hand When someone else was down. Jim loved to fish down at the lake He really reeled em in The neighbors gathered 'round his door To hear the tales he'd spin. He was the best at hunting, too His buddies stood in awe The biggest buck for miles around Was mounted on his wall. Ole Jim drove a pickup truck Had coffee with the boys Down at the local restaurant He'd brag about his toys. Once in awhile, he'd meet the gang Down at the local bar He'd only drink just one or two He never went too far. A family man, that's what they said The day he passed away His neighbors came from miles around Respects, they came to pay. Old Jim lived a life so full Of that, there was no doubt Yet, the very most important thing Had somehow been left out. Of all his years upon this earth Throughout this life, he trod He never once had gone to church Nor had he mentioned God. They lowered him into the ground Beneath the grass so green His soul now filled with knowledge Unknown to kings and queens. The richest men that roam the earth Would give it all to know What lies beyond this mortal life Where golden rivers flow. The truth has been revealed to Jim I'm sure he knows it well He knows there is a heaven He knows there is a hell. Marilyn Ferguson ©2006 Used With Permission All Rights Reserved By Author Mail Website

Statue Of A Fool
Sequenced by Don Carroll
The MIDI Studio Consortium