Cash in hand for jobs well done
The years passed in a misty blur
Long shadows in the setting sun
Counted hours measured time
On this day they spoke of death
Fresh cut flowers on their minds
Thought's about their place of rest
A sip taken to quench his thirst
He took a breath a pause then sighed
God only knows if I'll be first
Here's my wish for when I die
Bury me all alone and deep
Up on old Rock hill
At my head a cross of stone my feet
Plant daffodils
The bottle passed whisky poured
Hand to brow it was his turn next
In his mind the ocean roared
He felt the mash burn in his chest
Spread me gently along the Coast
I 'll take with me a few regrets
It's getting late
Let's get this done
After you there's only one
He looked at them all grey and old
Simply said the grounds to cold
When it's time for me to die
Release me where the War birds fly
He felt their stare
With the cool night air
No rush now there's no need
In my pocket I have a deed
It's for a plot close to home
Where you'll bury my Old Bones
Very well the first one said
Let's raise our glass and cheer
After all we're not close to dead
Down the crown fill up with beer
Left is their trusted loyalty
Friendship cloaked in purple royalty
May their end come
With little warning
Warm as the last spring night
Into summer's morning