When the last breath of life, is gone, from my body,
And my lips, are as cold, as the sea,
When my friends, gather round, for my, farewell party,
Wont you, pretend, you love me.
Therell be flowers, from those, wholl cry, when i go,
And leave you, in this, ole world alone,
I know, youll have fun, at my, farewell party,
I know, youll be glad, when im gone.
Dont be, mad at me, for wanting, to keep you,
Till my life, on this, ole world is through,
Youll be free, at the end, of my, farewell party,
But ill, go away, loving you.
Therell be flowers, from those, wholl cry, when i go,
And leave you, in this, ole world alone,
I know, youll have fun, at my, farewell party,
I know, youll be glad, when im gone.
Oh i know, youll be glad, when im gone. |