Don't want no tears shed for me when I'm gone,
Don't want nobody to sing no melancholy song,
Don't want your partin' words to become my eulogy ---
Just have a ragtime band to play when you say goodbye to me.
So keep that whiskey flowin', boys, and raise your glasses high,
I'm pleased to see you're here to say "Farewell" and not "Goodbye."
So keep that whiskey flowin', boys and raise your glasses high
And Damn the man that dares to let my farewell party die.
Don't want no organ music bringin' people down,
Don't want no long-faced mourners always hangin' 'round,
Don't want no candles, ah, but let the flowers stay ---
Girls can wear them in their hair when they see me on my way.
Roll the carpet back, my boys, and let the dancin' start,
Sing all the good old songs and don't forget my part.
Invite all the girls I've known and make sure they have fun ---
Hug and kiss 'em all for me like you know I would have done.
So keep that whiskey flowin', boys, and raise your glasses high,
I'm pleased to see you're here to say "Farewell" and not "Goodbye."
So keep that whiskey flowin', boys and raise your glasses high
And Damn the man that dares to let my farewell party die.
So keep that whiskey flowin', boys, and raise your glasses high,
I'm pleased to see you're here to say "Farewell" and not "Goodbye."
So keep that whiskey flowin', boys and raise your glasses high
And Damn the man that dares to let my farewell party die.