I am going to built a heaven of my own.

The good song made me write these words.

I'm going to build me a heaven of my own..

It was a majesty night and the music was so damn good.

I have money for the Scottish whiskey and the night was young.

A pretty Scottish gal sat with me and she asked.

What are you doing in Pennan, Aberdeenshire.

Drinking alone?

I looked into her wild hazel eyes and I told her.

I am going to build me a heaven of my own.

I saw your city on the map and I told my whiskey in London.

I have found heaven and I walk near the sea tonight.

She laughed and smiled. She told me, my name is Abigail.

Aberdeenshire is almost heaven dear soldier.

Are you looking for heaven or hell?

We have both.

I told my name is Johnnie and I once I loved and adored a Scottish beauty.

The last time, I saw her. She promised to kill me.

I didn't know. She was a hell-fired lady and I wish for her, every night.

Abigail looked serious and so sad. She took my hands and she whispered.

Never brake a Scottish gals heart. When they love, they love forever.

Are you here to seek forgiveness?

I kissed her hands and I told her.

There is no forgiveness dear Abigail.

When you sin, when you drink and when you broke a angel's heart.

You must accept the payment. Dear Sheena forgave me and

I didn't forgive myself.

She smiled and she whispered. I love the whiskey and I love the sea.

Maybe you and me. We can dance for the midnight moon.

Let's buy a bottle of good whiskey and let's walk to the sea.

We will drink the whiskey, talk some and maybe you and me.

We will dance with the sea and we can ask the moon goddess to forgive us.

I asked her. Can we find forgiveness? She looked at me hard and she told me.

Sometimes forgiveness cannot be found. But we can built a heaven of our own.

We have the night, no place to be.

Sometimes heaven is easy.

The sea, the good whiskey and good company.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.