When Cowboys go to Heaven,
They meet ol' Hank with his guitar and a beer.
There's a place up there for cowboys,
Where Lane Frost holds on for eight,
And you can talk to other real cowboys,
From all of our great states.
The ladies ride 'round golden barrels,
With their buckles shinin' bright,
And folks thank God each day,
For sendin' down His light.
So if you lose a cowboy,
Just remember one thing,
He's there in every lyric,
That Hank and Lefty sing.
He's under every Stetson hat,
And on every bull or bronc
He's on the arm of a country angel,
At God’s Heavenly honky tonk.
He's watchin' from behind the chutes,
And he pulls your rope tight,
And when you lay your head down,
he's that star that's shinin' bright.
He's up there with my granddad,
And with all your grandma’s too,
And every step you take,
He'll be watchin' over you.
That final buzzer sounded,
And he's taken his last ride,
But on earth he still remains,
In every cowboy's pride.
So Cowboy Up,
And ride your horses 'till the end,
For at the gates of Cowboy Heaven,
Jesus awaits, our western friend.
Ride in memory of the man,
Who wears a Stetson halo,
Keep him in your heart,
And when your life gets you down,
And you're feelin' kinda’ blue,
Remember... There’s a Cowboy in Heaven,
Just waitin’ for you.