Classic Poem

VERSE

See what the boys in the backroom will have
And tell them I'm having the same.
Go see what the boys in the backroom will have
And give them the poison they name.

REFRAIN

And when I die,
Don't spend my money on flowers
Or my pictures in a frame,
Just see what the boys in the backroom will have
And tell them I sighed,
And tell them I cried,
And tell them I died of the same!
And when I die,
Don't buy a casket of silver
With the candles all aflame.
Just see what the boys in the backroom will have
And tell them I sighed,
And tell them I cried,
And tell them I died of the same!
And when I die,
Don't pay the preacher for speaking
Of my glory and my fame.
Just see what the boys in the backroom will have
And tell them I sighed,
And tell them I cried,
And tell them I died of the same!