Crash Test Dummies - Funeral song

^CI'm still ^Fyoung, but I ^Cknow my days are ^Gnumbered ^F1234^C567 and ^Amso on. But a ^Ctime will ^Fcome when these ^Cnumbers have all ^Gended and ^Fall Ive ever ^Cseen will be ^Amforgotten

^FWon't you ^Ccome ^AmToo my fun^Ceral when my ^Fdays are ^Cdone ^FLifes not ^Clong And ^Amso I hope when ^CI am finally ^Fdead and ^Cgone That you'll ga^Amther ^Ground, As I ^Amam lowered ^Gin to the ^Cground

When my ^Ccoffin is ^Fsealed and I'm ^Csafely six feet ^Gunder Per^Fhaps my friends will ^Csee fit then to ^Amjudge me. ^CWhen they ^Fpause to con^Csider all my blun^Gders I ^Fhope they won't be ^Ctoo quick to beg^Amrudge me.

^Fif ^CI should ^Amdie before I ^Gwake up ^FI ^Cpray that the ^Amlord my soul will ^Gtake but My ^Fbo^Cdy, my ^Ambo^Cdy, that's your ^Amjob

I ^Ccan't be ^Fsure where I'm ^Cheaded after ^Gdeath. ^Fto heaven, hell, or ^Cbeyond to the great ^Amvast. But ^Cif I ^Fcan I would ^Clike to meet my mak^Ger. ^FTheres one or two things ^CI'd sure like to ^Amask.