You know that I just love hanging out with all my friends,
You know it could be hard to say goodbye,
But it’s never been my goal to wind up in a hole,
I’ll be living it up when I die,
Now, I’m not in a hurry to leave old planet Earth and head up to my home in the sky,
But when my flesh and bones decay I’ll hang out with Jimmy A,
I’ll be living it up when I die.
Don’t let it get you down when they put me in the ground,
Let there be not a tear in your eye,
I’ll sing with Bud and Julie Miller,
I’m not just some coffin filler,
I’ll be living it up when I die.
Some people come and ask me if I’m scared of getting old,
“Not really,” is my honest reply,
But here’s a word to the wise when you hear of my demise,
I’ll be living it up when I die,
Do I believe that Heaven fixes all the pain of earth?
Is it a place where angels sing and fly?
I believe these things are so, but there’s something else I know,
I’ll be living it up when I die.
When they cover me with soil ‘cause I’ve shed this mortal coil,
Let there be not a tear in your eye,
Don’t you weep for me; I’ll have Madeira on B3,
I’ll be living it up when I die.
Don’t let it drive you crazy, I’m not pushing up the daisies,
Let there be not a tear in your eye,
I’ll be playing blues with Kaiser,
I’m more that fertilizer,
I’ll be living it up when I die.
