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 I've Ever Seen Will Be Forgotten



[CHORUS]

Won't You Come

To My Funeral When My Days Are Done

Life's Not Long

And 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 6 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



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 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