In Memory Of Herb Harfman

It's not the end of the trail for me.
I'm just heading out to the light I see.
Beyond these mountains there's a soft glow;
It's getting brighter the closer I go.
It's like the beginning of a new day.
And the trail I'm followin' leads the way.

I feel sure there's friends and family ahead.
And they've set up camp on a brand new spread.
Yes, I can hear their voices callin my name,
Sayin, Welcome Herb, sure glad you came.
This new range is special, you'll like it here.
There's grass for your horses, the streams are clear.

The cattle are gentle, and never a stampede,
And in every direction there's plenty of feed..
If your're thinkin it sounds too good to be true,
It's not cause the Boss made a promise to you.
If you'd ride for his brand, be honest and square,
He'd relieve all your pain, and remove every care.

He was mighty pleased with your life on earth,
That you did your best, and proved your worth.
So step off your horse, and tied on up,
Your freinds are all waiting to pour you a cup.