I'm going down to my Grandpa's house today

This is a very fitting song.

I think that I’ll attempt to run my puppy around like I did two weeks ago when went down to see my grandpa, and maybe shoot a few pop cans with his .22′s, and have rootbeer float, like we always did when he was still here.

Be my mom’s chauffeur for the funeral arrangements, bot otherwise do a wake of my own.

And if you haven’t seen Waking Ned Devine, you aren’t quite able to get into my head when it comes to funerals. It’s what we all watched when my dad died, and it’s what’s going through my head right now. There really isn’t any richer man than one who dies in his easy chair with the TV on.

Fill to me the parting glass…

Of all the money that here I spent, I spent it in good company
And of all the harm that here I’ve done, alas was done to none but me
And all I’ve done for want of wit, to memory now I can’t recall
So fill to me the parting glass. Goodnight and joy be with you all.

Oh, if I had money enough to spend and leisure time to sit awhile
There’s a fair young man in this town that sorely has my heart beguiled
His rosy cheeks and lovely lips, alone he has my heart in thrall
So fill to me the parting glass. Goodnight and joy be with you all.

Of all the comrades that here I’ve had, they’re sorry for my going away,
And of all the sweethearts that here I had, they wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise and you should not,
I will gently rise and softly call. Goodnight and joy be with you all.

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