If I die don’t mourn me none
Just raise a glass to all the things I’ve done
If you must shed a tear
Just don’t let it water down your beer
If I die before my baby
Please tell him I was always true
And if he dies shortly after me
That’s just the chivalrous thing to do
And if I die before I have children
Find a little girl with cold green eyes
Give her my guitar, and a taste for whisky
And teach her my songs about wicked, loving lies
If I die don’t mourn me none
Just raise a glass to all the things I’ve done
Sing my songs and drink til you’ve forgotten
That I am gone, gone, gone…
3 comments:
You're not suicidal, are you ?
Just kidding :>)
Not suicidal. Just feeling my sense of mortality after my purse snatching incident--thinking, what if he'd had a gun?
That's all.
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