When these lips shall never more
Place a kiss upon thy brow
When life hold’s still in death
Will you love me then as now
chorus
Will you miss me?
miss me when I’m gone
Will you miss me?
miss me when I’m gone?
Will you miss me?
miss me when I’m gone?
Will you miss me when I’m gone
Perhaps you’ll plant some flowers
‘pon my cold unworthy grave
And sit along here beside me
While the roses nod an’ fade
-chorus-
On a col’d dark Sunday mornin’
In a country far away
A soul from ol’ Kentucky
Lifted up his voice to say
-chorus-
*
Segue into
** Dark as a Dungeon** sung a’capella by some old friends as the mortal coil is layed to rest.
The last verse of which says
When I die and the ages shall roll
I pray that my body will blacken and turn into coal
and I’ll look from the door of my heavenly home and pity the miner a’diggin’ my bones*
And maybe as the outtro
** Over the Mountain ** by Ozzy
Approaching the grave, <i>Danny Boy</i> instrumental on a lone flute > then Mascagni’s <i>Cavaleria Rusticana</i> played real low throughout the lowering of the coffin and the performance of the rites > finally Dylan’s <i>Lone Pilgrim</i> and <i>Death is Not the End</i> back-to-back as everything’s wrapped up.
I don’t even really want a funeral…I think it should be a mix of funeral and wake (so long as someone buys me a round ) but I know how I want to be taken to my final resting place: I want a New Orleans jazz band on the final trip! I’ve always thought that would be the greatest way to go.
The first things that come to mind are “Watermelon in Easter Hay” and “What’s New in Baltimore?”, both by Frank Zappa, and the Spike Jones version of “Holiday for Strings.”
I absolutely refuse to die unless they play “Spirit In The Sky” at my funeral.
Full blast.
Now, I actually have this in the will/instructions I wrote up a few years back. All my friends know it and so do most of the people from church. And at my church, they’ll probably do it! After all, they show Mr Bean clips during the service…
“Stairway To Heavan” will probably be in there too. For some reason that song has popped up, in one form or other, during most of the major events in my life. It happens to the point where it’s gotten kind of spooky.
I love “Open Mic” time at funerals too. I got up to comment at two, both ladies of humour, and cracked the place up, which I know they would have greatly enjoyed. Nothing objectionable, just memories and comments about my friends that made people smile. I hope someone gets up and does a real number on me, the kind of routine that has the whole place howling. I’ve certianly given 'em plenty of ammo!
Oh, and “Amazing Grace” of course. I’d like the church band to play it and everyone can join in. It’s just not fair to have to hear “Amazing Grace” if you can’t sing along!
) but I know how I want to be taken to my final resting place: I want a New Orleans jazz band on the final trip! I’ve always thought that would be the greatest way to go.
