You Can't Take It, Nor Anything Else, With You

You can’t take it with you After you’re gone You can’t take it, nor Can you take a song You can’t take a maybe Nor a bowl of gravy But it doesn’t just mean That you can’t take the green What I can’t take Is taking that saying But I’ll leave the hens And eggs they’re laying You can’t take the past The day after your last Nor one of the days When you’re taken away. You can’t take old dreams Even with pretty please But it’s good you can’t take Cumquats nor peas You can’t take a number Nor two-by-four lumber You can’t take your time When you’re out of time You can’t take ideas That were in your head Because that and it Are of no use for the dead But you can make amends Before your life ends And take your best shot Giving life all you got