F5

     Bb5                       Eb5            F5
I've seen a lot of sights and traveled many miles
Bb5                           Eb5            Eb5
Shook a thousand hands and seen my share of smiles
Bb5                                 Eb5                F5
I've caused some great concern and told one too many lies
Bb5                                    F5
And now I see the world through these sad, old, jaded eyes

Bb5                             Eb5
So what if I threw a party and all my friends were there?
Bb5                         F5
Acquaintances, relatives, the girls who never cared
Bb5                                         Eb5
You'll have a host of rowdy hooligans in a big line out the door
F5
Side by side with Sister Barbara, Chief Wells and Bobby 'Orr
Bb5
I'd invite the Flannigans
Eb5
Replace the window you smashed out
Bb5                           F5
I'd apologize the Sluggo for pissing on his couch
Bb5                           Eb5
I'll see Mrs. McAuliffe and so many others soon
F5
Then I'll say I'm sorry for what I did sleepwalking in her room

Bb5                              Eb5
So what if I threw a party and invited Mayor Menino?
Bb5
He'd tell you to get a permit
F5
Well this time Tom I don't think so
Bb5
It's a neighborhood reunion
Eb5
But now we'd get along
F5
Van Morrison would be there and he'd sing me one last song
Bb5                                    Eb5
With a backup band of bass players to keep us up all night
Bb5
Three handsome four string troubadours
F5
And Newton's own Fat Mike
Bb5                                    Eb5
I'll be in the can having a smoke with Garv and Johnny Fitz
F5
But there's a back up in the bathroom
F5
Cause the Badger's got the shits


Chorus:
Bb5                               Eb5
You may bury me with an enemy in Mount Calvary
Bb5                              F5
You can stack me on a pyre and soak me down with whiskey
Bb5                                 Eb5
Roast me to a blackened crisp and throw me in a pile
F5
I could really give a shit - I'm going out in style
Bb5                            Eb5
You can take my urn to Fenway spread my ashes all about
Bb5              
Or you can bring me down to Wolly Beach
F5
And dump the sucker out
Bb5                            Eb5          
Burn me to a rotten crisp and toast me for a while
F5
I could really give a shit - I'm going out in style

Bb5
Make me up dress me up
Eb5
Feed me a big old shot
Bb5
Of embalming fluid highballs
F5
So I don't start to rot
Bb5
Now take me to McGreevy's
Eb5
I wanna buy one final round
F5
That cheap prick would peel an orange in his pocket
F5
Then hurry up and suck 'em down

Bb5
If there's a god the girls you loved
Eb5
Will all come walking through the door
Bb5                                      F5
Maybe they'll feeld bad for me and this stiff will finally score
Bb5
You've got the bed already
Eb5
And the nerve and courage too
F5
Cause I've be slugging from
F5
A stash of Desi Queally's 1980s
F5
Bathtub brew

Repeat Chorus--

Spread my ashes all about
Dump the sucker out
Toast me for a while
I'm going out in style