One final last hurrah lads
Before the curtain’s drawn
One more stab at life lads
Before the fateful dawn

One more chance to show them
That I am still a man
And cross the bridge of doubt
Still happy that I can

Fate can not be halted
It marches on and on
How fruitless to deny it
For soon I will be gone

Those memories I have gathered
That helped to keep me sane
Will drift up to the heavens
And not be seen again

No anguished cry for me lads
No-one will want to mourn
No stone above my grave, just
A placard stained and worn