Crash Test Dummies

I'm still young, but I know my days are numbered 1234567 and so on But the time will come When these numbers have all ended And all I 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'm finally dead and gone That you gather 'round And I am in 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 Oh when they pause to consider All my blunders I 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 I am finally dead and gone That you gather 'round and I am lowered into the ground If I should die before I wake up I pray that the Lord my soul he Take but my body, my body That's your job Well I can't be sure where I'm Heading when I'm dead To heaven, hell or yon to that great vast But if I can I would like To meet my maker, there's one or two things I'd like to ask Won't you come to my funeral When my days are done Life's not long, so I hope when I'm finally dead and gone That you gather 'round when I am lowered into the ground

Crash Test Dummies - At My Funeral

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