Ride to Heaven

What's the rush sugar foot?
My grandpa would say
Don't you know to slow yourself
Enjoy the merry go round
I was ten and all a dither
The fair that year was in Saint Louis
and it smelled like cotton candy
I can hear the music play as the ride 
Began 
I can see the colored lights
The ferris wheel was on my mind 
And it was a double Dutch
Oh grand dad my ticket please
I jumped and raised a storm
He reached I to his pocket
And handed it to me 
He smelled like wood smoke and 
Tobacco 
A pleasant kind of smell
And he let me wear his jacket
Cause it looked cold up there
I got in line and bravely stood 
Watching how they would stop and 
Make those buckets turn round
I felt dizzy then you think
When my time came 
They buckled me in the car
The ferris wheel began to turn
And my excitement went sky high
you could see everyone why
Pastor Ken and my sister at the slide
They were newly Weds and oh so cute
It was a shame mama wasn't here
But she had gone to heaven
That's what the Pastor said to me
I had waited and long waited
For the fair to come to town
So I could ride this ferris wheel 
And hope to talk to Mom
It is the closest thing to heaven 
I had ever seen
So very tall and mighty
It has to be the one 
The one thing that could 
Help me speak to her one more time
Just to tell her how much I love her
And I miss her all the time