Connie Converse
Vanity Of Vanities
When I came home to Tombstone
There was a man there
Could change copper into gold
With a brown bucket full of cloudy water
And a magic tenpenny nail
This will take a while, says he
Put your pennies in the pail
Find yourself some scenery
I don't know just where I went to
And I stayed longer than I meant to
Walking in the crystal air
As I dreamed of fortune rare
When I came back to Tombstone
There was a man there
Could preach sinners into heaven
With a frock coat that had a velvet collar
And a tongue I'd heard once before
Never mind your gold, says he
Gold is a vanity, barred from eternity
By the needle's eye, you know
So when I came out of Tombstone
I was heaven-bound and mollified to go