When I’m Gone Songtext
von Kassi Ashton
When I’m Gone Songtext
Everybody′s days are numbered
Ain't no use to sit and wonder
When the hourglass will run right out of sand
But as long as I′m still standin'
I'll live my reckless abandon
To the beat of my own rhythm
′Til I hear that angel band
When they lay me in the ground
And the good Lord calls me home
I′ll have one last request
Before they shovel that dirt on
Tell 'em to bury me upside down
Without a bottom on
So all my critics can bend down
And kiss my ass when I′m gone
When it comes, don't cry for me
Make my send away a party
An open invitation
To everyone I knew
Before that old casket closes
And you start throwin′ roses
Make sure all of my enemies
Walk past for one last view
When they lay me in the ground
And the good Lord calls me home
I'll have one last request
Before they shovel that dirt on
Tell ′em to bury me upside down
Without a bottom on
So all my critics can bend down
And kiss my ass when I'm gone
Now, I don't mean to sound mean
But if you take it that way
Then you′ll get one last kiss
Before I fly away
And they lay me in the ground
And the good Lord calls me home
I′ll have one last request
Before they shovel that dirt on
Tell 'em to bury me upside down
Without a bottom on
So all my critics can bend down
And kiss my ass when I′m gone
So all my critics can bend down
And kiss my ass when I'm gone
Ain't no use to sit and wonder
When the hourglass will run right out of sand
But as long as I′m still standin'
I'll live my reckless abandon
To the beat of my own rhythm
′Til I hear that angel band
When they lay me in the ground
And the good Lord calls me home
I′ll have one last request
Before they shovel that dirt on
Tell 'em to bury me upside down
Without a bottom on
So all my critics can bend down
And kiss my ass when I′m gone
When it comes, don't cry for me
Make my send away a party
An open invitation
To everyone I knew
Before that old casket closes
And you start throwin′ roses
Make sure all of my enemies
Walk past for one last view
When they lay me in the ground
And the good Lord calls me home
I'll have one last request
Before they shovel that dirt on
Tell ′em to bury me upside down
Without a bottom on
So all my critics can bend down
And kiss my ass when I'm gone
Now, I don't mean to sound mean
But if you take it that way
Then you′ll get one last kiss
Before I fly away
And they lay me in the ground
And the good Lord calls me home
I′ll have one last request
Before they shovel that dirt on
Tell 'em to bury me upside down
Without a bottom on
So all my critics can bend down
And kiss my ass when I′m gone
So all my critics can bend down
And kiss my ass when I'm gone
Writer(s): Jeff Hyde, Harold Tyndell, Kassi Meisenheimer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
