Dying Day

Dying day

On my dying day

Bring me lots of silly things

Please don’t bring me flowers 

Bring me bubble gum and onion rings

To make me laugh

To make me smile 

Cause I’ll be gone

In a little while

On my dying day

toast for the end is nigh

Pour whiskey down my throat  

Raise your glass … raise it high 

Then do a dance 

That spins around

Throw back your head 

Make a joyful sound

On my dying day

Play music before I expire

Don’t shed a tear for me

Don your finest attire

Have a ball

With all my friends

For all good things

Come to an end

On my dying day

My last day in heaven

For the love that we shared

Was my prize possession 

So live your life

And don’t forget

To laugh out loud

With no regrets

On my dying day

When my spirit leaves earth

You can rest assured 

That One thing endures

Deep In your heart

My love will live on

And there will remain

When this soul is long gone

That part of me

Will Always stay

To comfort you Dear

On my dying day

John snelling

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