Pensacola Beach
A Kris Kristofferson inspired song.
Lyrics:
A banner on a casket, a picture by a rose / Bobby never questioned, the order of command / He ran into the fire, at the flourish of my hand / Knowing he was never coming home
I watched the water burning, on a far off people's sea / I held men to account, when no account was held to me / I've prayed on Pensacola Beach, and watched the sun go down / On days when it was just my Lord and me
The promise of redemption, is the lonely path I choose / But no amount of prayer, keeps a hundred souls at bay / Lord I hoped that I'd be home, in Omaha one day / Listening to Bobby play the blues
I watched the water burning, on a far off people's sea / I held men to account, when no account was held to me / I've prayed on Pensacola Beach, and watched the sun go down / On days when it was just my Lord and me
Bobby used to whistle, as he wrote his letters home / Our momma hears that whistling no more
A pistol on the table, a note left by the fire / Midnight blue and gold, solemn and composed / For one last time I need to feel the sand between my toes / Kneeling as the choir sings me home
I watched the water burning, on a far off people's sea / I held men to account, when no account was held to me / I've prayed on Pensacola Beach, and watched the sun go down / On days when it was just my Lord and me / Today I know it's just my Lord and me