At My Funeral - Crash Test Dummies
Transcribed by Stefano Serafin, barleycorn@infinito.it

[Intro]
     x2

[Verse]
            
I'm still youn

             
g, but I know 

            
my days are nu

mbered
            
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 

         
and so on
             
But a time wil

             
l come when th

             
ese numbers ha

       
ve all ended
             
And all I've e

             
ver seen will 

            
be forgotten

[Chorus]
         
Won't you come
            
To my funeral 

             
when my days a

         
re done
          
Life's not lon

g
             
So I hope when

             
 I am finally 

           
dead and gone 

             
that you'll ga

     
ther round
             
As I am lowere

          
d into the gro

und

  

[Verse]
             
When my coffin

             
 is sealed and

             
 I'm safely si

       
x feet under
             
Perhaps my fri

             
ends will see 

            
fit then to ju

        
dge me
            
Oh when they p

             
ause to consid

          
er all my blun

ders
             
I hope they wo

             
n't be too qui

            
ck to begrudge

     
 me

[Chorus]
         
Won't you come
            
To my funeral 

             
when my days a

         
re done
          
Life's not lon

g
             
And so I hope 

             
when I am fina

            
lly dead and g

            
one that you'l

         
l gather round
             
As I am lowere

          
d into the gro

und

  

[Bridge]
           
If I should di

            
e before I wak

  
e up
            
I pray that th

             
e lord my soul

         
 will take but
          
My body, my bo

           
dy, that's you

         
r job

[Verse]
             
Well I can't b

             
e sure where I

             
'm headed afte

  
r death
             
To heaven, hel

             
l, or beyond t

            
o the great va

    
st
            
But if I can I

             
 would like to

         
 meet my maker
             
There's one or

             
 two things I'

              
d sure like to

    
 ask

[Chorus]
         
Won't you come
            
To my funeral 

             
when my days a

         
re done
          
Life's not lon

g
             
And so I hope 

             
when I am fina

            
lly dead and g

            
one that you'l

         
l gather round
             
As I am lowere

          
d into the gro

und

[Outro]