Up; and loaded up
We loaded up our old wagon
and headed for California
On top our earthly possessions
Gold rush was over still there's jobs
The kids and I were in the back
Couple of kids and dog way back
This would be my very last move
Had an obituary in my briefcase
Some clothes were stuffed in there as well
Traveled light this would be my last
When we got to Albuquerque
wasn't feeling well, pain in chest
They dumped me off and traveled on
Said some prayers for me said goodbye
Right there at the morgue I'd passed away
I'm standing here now, Pearly Gates
Saint Peter's directing traffic
Some go Right, the others were wrong
Never in my life
was a lefty
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| Kicking ye Old Bucket |
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Mama, take this badge off of meI can't use it anymoreIt's gettin' dark, too dark to seeI feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the groundI can't shoot them anymoreThat long black cloud is comin' downI feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Robert Dylan
Knockin' On Heaven's Door lyrics © Ram's Horn Music, Universal Tunes
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Sad ending Jim, but New Mexico is a lovely place… 🙏🏽☠️
ReplyDeleteSounds like the person timed their death just right. I like your light-hearted look at death.
ReplyDeleteAs a permanent lefty, gotta feel for those in the wrong lane. :) That sense of practicality and new journeys felt expansive, despite the sadness threaded through.
ReplyDelete"Never in my life
ReplyDeletewas a lefty"
Ah he's made it to heaven. Well done
Much💛love
From Helen ~~~ Had more than several reactions to the photo, none as unexpected as ‘kicking the bucket’ well done!
ReplyDeleteI wasn't expecting that, a very imaginative sad story.
ReplyDeletefor some reason I can only comment as anonymous.- Truedessa
I wasn't expecting kicking the bucket either but she is kicking in the image. You took us on a journey with a twist Jim.
ReplyDeleteLove the Dylan song. I can see how the photo of the overcrowded car would inspire your poem.
ReplyDeleteOh my, Jim. That caught me unawares!
ReplyDeleteNot the journey I initially thought you were taking! A great take, Jim.
ReplyDeleteThat ending caught me off guard, but the sense of humor righted me again. Love it!
ReplyDeleteFrom Tim H: Dad, you are such a talent with your poems sometimes. I never really knew how good 👍
ReplyDeleteOh gee, Tim, Thanks.
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks for reading my poem blog.
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Sadness ends with a insert of humor. Good one, Jim!
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