Story Behind The Song
A semi-autobiographical folk song about the final remembrance.
Song Description
This is a very simple folk song, with only vocal, rhythm guitar and lead slide guitar. I describe how I might like people to remember me; specifically, with great sadness.
| Song Length |
3:32 |
Genre |
Folk - Country, Country - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Mood |
Serene |
| Subject |
Existence, Sorrow |
Similar Artists |
Shel Silverstein, Loudon Wainwright III |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
VERSE 1
My Dad, he used to say when I die don't make a fuss
Just drink a toast to my memory and think of all of us
Ask Bum & John & Ron & Milt to bury me out back
Next to where we put the dog, out by the garden shack
VERSE 2
Now, I know mularkey when I hear it and he would give it generously
I am the fruit of my father's loin and the acorn from his tree
He knew that he might leave us needing, there was no wealth to flaunt
But if we'd had to cash to spend, here's what he'd really want
CHORUS
Sing depressing durges, throw rose petals from a basket
Hire expensive clergy, prostrate yourself at my casket
Build a silver fountain beside my grave, in front an eternal flame
Statue of me on a gelded horse, golden letters for my name
Command a 16 gun salute from decorated lawmen
Put me in a mask of gold just like Tutankamen
Take all drastic measures, before my grave us dug
Spend all of the inheritance before you pull the plug
VERSE 3
Now that I'm much older, I understand my dad
And if my number should be called, then don't you get all sad
Just put me in a pine box, put me in a place serene
When I show humility, here's what I really mean
CHORUS
At my wake, serve fine cavier from endangered black sea sturgeon
Have Elton John rewrite a song for me, sacrifice a virgin
Have your psychic pals try to summon me from the eternal where
Let my spirit sit in the final row, I'll be the biggest cryer there
Wear the finest clothing, get dressed up real dandy
Have one hundred thousand line the streets just like in the movie Gandhi
Build a crypt of finest marble, ship it straight from Greece
I don't care if you go in debt, so long as I can rest in peace
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