|: :| 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 >G>