"Little Champion"
When I think of Cowboy Heaven,
I think of chutes gates gold and pure
Where all our beloved cowboy friends are riding tonight I'm sure
See, there's a place up there for cowboys,
where each man holds for eight
And we can talk to all our long time friends
from all the different states
The ladies run around golden barrels
with saddles that glmmer, shine and glow
Every calf is roped, every steer is turned
and a stirrup is never blown
So now we have lost a good cowboy,
but remember this one thing
He is under every Stetson hat,
he's with us on every bronc or bull
He's cheering us from behind the chutes,
our ropes he's ready to pull
In every precious smile of our children,
so happy, honest and full of life
And when you lay your head down he's the star that's shining bright
He's up there with the Lord Jesus,
God and the angels too
And every step you take he will be watching over you
The welcome buzzer has sounded, though he's taken his last ride
On Earth he still remains in each and every cowboy's pride
So cowboys don't give up, ride your horses til the end
Cause the gates at Cowboy Heaven awaits our western friend
Keep him in your hearts at every rodeo
He will always be there with us at each and every show
And when life gets you down, and you feel you can't carry on
Remember my friend Caleb Fletcher
Own own Little Champion
In loving memory of my friend, my teacher, and my inspiration
Caleb Fletcher
"World Champion"
By: Ryan Krantz
