Alan Jackson Farewell Party

When the last breath of life, is gone, from my body,
And my lips, are as cold, as the sea,
When my friends, gather round, for my, Farewell party,
Won't you, pretend, you love me.

There'll be flowers, from those, who will cry when I go,
And leave you, in this, ole world alone,
I know you'll have fun, at my, Farewell party,
I know you'll be glad, when I'm gone.

Don't be mad at me, for wanting to keep you,
Till my life on this ole world is through,
You'll be free at the end of my Farewell party,
But I'll go away loving you.

There will be flowers from those who will cry when I go,
And leave you, in this, ole world alone,
I know, you'll have fun, at my, Farewell party,
I know, you'll be glad, when I'm gone.

Oh I know, you'll be glad, when I'm gone.