AT MY FUNERAL
"I'm still young but I know my days are numbered,
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 and so on,
but a time will come when these numbers have all ended,
and all I've ever seen will be forgotten.
Won't you come to my funeral when my days are done?
Life's not long
so I hope when I am finally dead and gone
that you'll gather round when I am lowered into the ground.
When my coffin is sealed and I'm safely six feet under
perhaps my friends will see fit then to judge me.
Ah, when they pause to consider all my blunders
Hope they won't be too quick to begrudge me.
Won't you come to my funeral when my days are done?
Life's not long
so I hope that when I am finally dead and gone
you'll gather round as I am lowered into the ground.
If I should die before I wake up
I pray that the Lord my soul will take but my body
my body
that's your job.
Well, I can't be sure where I'm headed after death
to heaven, hell or 'yond to that great vast
but if I can I would like to meet my maker
there's one or two things I'd sure like to ask.
Won't you come to my funeral when my days are done?
Life's not long
so I hope when I am finally dead and gone
you'll gather round as I am lowered into the ground."
2 comments:
Is the term "favorite Crash Test Dummy song" supposed to mean something? Cause I just don't see it!
Disguise your ignorance!
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