Maureen Elkins - The Choice lyrics

An aging Kentuckian, so I have been told, As he sat and dozed in the way of the old, Envisioned an angel sent from on high To ask his desires, in case he should die. The Ruler had said, so the angel declared, That to such an old man the truth should be bared; He could look into the future and see a vast host, All the angels and seraphs that Heaven can boast, The angel appeared and read from her scroll That if Kentuckians desired to be on the roll Of those called on high They could swiftly ascend when their turn came to die. Or they could stay in Kentucky if they chose And as legislators became on of those Who for mad, merry months in Frankfort make laws About porcupine ears and black panther paws. Without hesitation you know, as do I, That if given our choice when it's our time to die, We'll choose legislature, and heaven can wait To be peopled with old folks from outside the State.