Would you like to stand by me.
Now that I am no more.
Is it me you long to see .
Since I did more than walk out the door.
Do you miss what our life was like.
Before I hit the floor.
I was on my 3rd strike.
Before the doctors order I did ignore.
I decided to take a hike..
While things for me got real bad.
Drinking my last drink at the bar.
Wasting each and every single buck.
In this hike I did not get far.
My life line had ran out of luck.
Without making it to my car.
They found me behind a dumping truck.
To late to perform C.P.R.
In this coffin forever stuck.
Now I am lost and gone forever.
For not obeying the doctors rule.
On me do not waste a tear.
It was my choice to leave.
While I sat to drink my last beer.
I remember thinking.
I am here because of my drinking.
Maybe in my next life,
I will see things even clearer.