Here On Earth (I'll Have My Cake)

Some folks say that life is just a viel of tears
Not me man I can’t pack enough into these years
I dont' care if it’s spring summer winter or fall
Make no fuss about the seasona 'cause I like 'em all
Here on earth I’ll have my cake
Gonna eat it too, make no mistake
'Cause if it’s a question of to be or not to be
I’ll put my boots on and go see what I can see
My grandpa, well a good Christian like he led
Worked like a dog just to put a roof over his head
He said that when he died he’d get his reward
'Cause heaven’s a place where you don’t pay room & board
When I die, I hope I don’t die too slow
But slow or quick, I hope heaven is the place I go
Old St. Pete's gonna serve me my pie in the sky
And I’ll say Pete, a side of ice cream, if you don’t mind