Standard (EADGBE)
I'm still young, but I know my days are numbered
1234567 and so on.
But a time will come when these numbers have all ended
and all Ive ever seen will be forgotten
Chorus
Won't you come
Too my funeral when my days are done
Lifes not long
And so I hope when I am finally dead and gone
That you'll gather round,
As I am lowered in to the ground
When my coffin is sealed and I'm safely six feet under
Perhaps my friends will see fit then to judge me.
When they pause to consider all my blunders
I hope they won't be too quick to begrudge me.
Chorus
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
I can't be sure where I'm headed after death.
to heaven, hell, or beyond to the great vast.
But if I can I would like to meet my maker.
Theres one or two things I'd sure like to ask.