The Cowboy's Prayer
Jake the Rancher, went one day to fix a distance fence
The wind was cold and gusty,
the clouds were grey and dense.
As he pounded the last staple in and gathered
tools to go
the temperature had fallen and snow began to blow.
As he climbed
into his pickup, he felt heavy at heart
From the sound of the ignition - he knew
it wouldn't start!
Jake did what most of us would do if we'd a just been there
He humbly bowed his
balding head and sent aloft a prayer.
As he turned the key for the last time,
he softly cursed his luck
They found Jake three days later, frozen in his truck.
Jake had been around when he was young and done his share of roamin'
but he was
shocked when he saw Heaven - it looked just like Wyomin'
Oh, they was some difference,
but just some minor things
One place had simply disappeared - a town they call
BLM had been shut down and there weren't no grazin' fees
the heavy wind in old Cheyenne was now a gentle breeze.
All them Park and Forest
Service folks didn't fare so well
They'd all been sent to fight a fire, in a wilderness
Tho' Heaven was a real nice place, Jake had a wanderin' mind
So, he saddled up
and headed out, not knowing what he'd find
Then one day up near Cody, on a cold
He saw St. Peter moving cows and knew he'd catch him soon.
They set and talked for a minute or two, maybe even three.
Nobody there was keepin
score, in Heaven time is free.
"I've always heard," Jake said to Pete,
"that God will answer prayer,
but the one time I asked for help, well, he
just plain wasn't there
Does God answer prayers for some and ignore the prayers
That don't seem exactly square, I know all men are brothers
he reply randomly, without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe it's the time of day, the
weather or the season?
I ain't trying to be smart, it's just the way I feel,
I was wonderin' , can you tell me Pete, What the heck's the deal?
Pete listened very patiently and when ol' Jake was done
A big smile came across
his face and he said "oh, you're the one!
That day your truck - it wouldn't
start and you sent prayers a flying
You gave us all a real bad time, with hundreds
of us trying
10,000 angels rushed around looking for your file
But Jake we
hadn't heard from you in more than just a while
And though all prayers are answered, and God ain't got no quota
He didn't recognize
your voice and started a guy's truck in North Dakota!