If I should die tonight, would you miss me

Show up at my funeral in black, eyes misty

The list of folks that would come can’t be that long

But who knows, about this I could be wrong

On the other side, I’ve been an ass my whole life

Running off everyone from my friends to my wife

Feels like I’m at the end of my rope, with no hope

And things just ain’t looking up, now my time is up

The casket is closed, the service is over

With dirt, the grave is filling up

So here lies, me

A son, brother and friend to many

Not much to the world, so much more to a few

A hard man with a soft side very few folks knew

If I should die tonight, what would you call me

Would you look back on our time together and think of me fondly