I've preened the feathers on my wings
And I've polished my halo
I've heard my knell on church bells ring
And I feel it's time to go
Jesus, Jesus, give me your answer do ]
I'm half crazy all for the love of you ] (Chorus)
I've curled my hair and cleaned my shroud
And I've practised on the lyre
So put my name down for a cloud
Near that old heavenly choir
(Chorus)
I've booked my plot in Bid-a-wee
And I've had the stone inscribed
The coffin's black mahogany
With silk cushions, dear, inside
(Chorus)
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