:: G C Em D :: 2 times
I m still young, but I know my days are numbered
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 and so on
But a time will come when these numbers have all ended
And all I ve ever seen will be forgotten
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
As I am lowered into the ground
When my coffin is sealed and I m safely six feet under
Perhaps my friends will see fit then to judge me
When they pause to consider all my blunders
I hope they won t be too quick to begrudge me
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
As I am lowered into the ground
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 to hell or beyond to the 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
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
As I am lowered into the ground