At My Funeral

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I'm still young, but I know my 
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days are numbered
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1 2 3 4 5 6 7 and so on
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But a time will come when these 
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numbers have all ended
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And all I've ever seen will be 
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forgotten

[Chorus]
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Won't you come
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To my funeral when my days are 
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done
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Life's not long
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And so I hope when I am finally 
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dead and gone that you'll gather 
round
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As I am lowered into the ground

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[Verse]
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When my coffin is sealed and I'm 
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safely six feet under
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Perhaps my friends will see fit 
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then to judge me
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When they pause to consider all my 
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blunders
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I hope they won't be too quick to
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 begrudge me

[Chorus]
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Won't you come
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To my funeral when my days are 
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done
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Life's not long
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And so I hope when I am finally 
        Em        C             D
dead and gone that you'll gather 
round
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As I am lowered into the ground

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[Bridge]
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If I should die before I wake up
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I pray that the lord my soul will 
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take but
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My body, my body, that's your job

[Verse]
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I can't be sure where I'm headed
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 after death
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To heaven to hell or beyond to 
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the great vast
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But if I can I would like to 
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meet my maker
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There's one or two things I'd 
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sure like to ask

[Chorus]
C         G
Won't you come
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To my funeral when my days are 
Em        C  D
done
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Life's not long
    C              G            D
And so I hope when I am finally 
        Em        C             D
dead and gone that you'll gather 
round
   C             D        G
As I am lowered into the ground

[Otro]
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