I'm still young, but I know my days are numbered
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1234567 and so on
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But a time will come when these numbers have all ended
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And all I've ever seen will be forgotten
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Won't you come
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To my funeral when my days are done
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Life's not long
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And so I hope when I am finally dead and gone
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That you'll gather round when I am lowered into the ground
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When my coffin is sealed and I'm safely 6 feet under
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Perhaps my friends will see fit then to judge me
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Oh when they pause to consider all my blunders
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I hope they won't be too quick to begrudge me
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If I should die before I wake up
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I pray that the Lord my soul will take but
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My body, my body - that's your job
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I can't be sure where I'm headed after death
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To heaven, hell, or beyond to that Great Vast
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But if I can I would like to meet my Maker
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There's one or two things I'd sure like to ask
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At My Funeral
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