One things true about this life
It will test you good and proper through your time
It's what you make it it's what others change
You'll question each decision that you make
So before I meet my maker
And I'm called up to command
I'll have a smile on my face
And a bottle of whiskey in my hand
When the good lord comes to take me
And his shadow crosses mine
Don't be weeping in the courtyard
Coz I'm going out in style
Think back on all the memories
Let them take you back in time
Coz I'm gonna misbehave
Pour whiskey on my grave
I've seen a thing or two and left my mark
Had days both in the light and in the dark
One things for certain I wouldn't change a thing
My voice will forever whisper on the wind
So before I meet my maker
And I'm called up to command
I'll have a smile on my face
And a bottle of whiskey in my hand
When the good lord comes to take me
And his shadow crosses mine
Don't be weeping in the courtyard
Coz I'm going out in style
Think back on all the memories
Let them take you back in time
Coz I'm gonna misbehave
Pour whiskey on my grave
When the good lord comes to take me
And his shadow crosses mine
Don't be weeping in the courtyard
Coz I'm going out in style
Think back on all the memories
Let them take you back in time
Coz I'm gonna misbehave
When the good lord comes to take me
And his shadow crosses mine
Don't be weeping in the courtyard
Coz I'm going out in style
Think back on all the memories
Let them take you back in time
Coz I'm gonna misbehave
Pour whiskey on my grave