For when I die and when Iʼm ashes
And no more songs I can repeat
Whoeverʼs singinʼ at my funeral
Had better learn to move their feet

Cuz when I die right around 40
And when my fuse has reached its end
You best believe weʼll all be drinkinʼ
Now donʼt ask why but maybe “when”

Some people croak it and then everyone chokes on bitter tears "oh lord whyʼd he have to go?"
But when I stroll I think weʼll all probably know that I was
Due any time I mean you canʼt live that hard for long

So when I die, and when Iʼm buried
Come watch me sink into the ground
Forget the dirt, just drain a bottle
And if they ask, just say I've drowned

For when I die and when itʼs over
And all my friends are left behind
I wouldnʼt doubt that theyʼll be jealous
Theyʼll have to do more work than I


Some people croak it and then everyone chokes on bitter tears "oh lord whyʼd he have to go?"
But when I stroll I think weʼll all probably know that I was
Due any time I mean you canʼt live that hard for long
So when I die and when Iʼm sober
Thereʼll be more stories left to write
Take up my pen, and get to scriblinʼ
Puncture your silence kill your fright

For when I die (for when I die)
For when I die (for when I die)
For when I die (for when I die)
For when I die (for when I die)

Iʼm only goinʼ over Jordan
Iʼm only goin over home