Today, we buried our old friend, Pecos, There wasn't a dry eye in the crowd. All the people sobbed so gently He would have been so proud.
He had a good long life, He was nearly fifty-eight. Shot down by an irate husband As he sprinted for the gate.
Cut down in the prime of life, Is what the newspaper said. Shot in the ass by a twelve gauge He caught about six pounds of lead.
When he cross to the other side He was met by two angels there. He took a deep breath and let out a sigh And said, "I didn't think I had a prayer."
He went along with a grin on his face 'Till the pearly gates were in sight. Nobody thought I would make it But, now I'm headed for the light.
All of a sudden, he saw a sigh It said Blackjack game down below. He said, "Out of my way fellows, Y'all are going way too slow." | There stood a big Casino Right at the end of the trail. The boss man looked familiar There was something about that forked tail.
He got some chips and drew some cards, But, luck just wasn't there. But, he was playing on borrowed money So, he bet without a care.
If he took a card, he busted. When he stood, the next one was an ace. No matter what he had, He was always second place.
The dealer said, "The table's closed." "Time to pay up," he said so loud." I'm calling in your markers You ain't floating on no cloud.
He felt some hands grabbing him As he broke out in a sweat. His wife said, "Wake up Pecos, You have got the bed all wet.
Guess I had a bad dream. Must have been something I ate. I guess that will teach me To eat a snack so late. |