Living isn't easy, dying isn't hard.
When the hungriest days of winter plays her wicked cards.
I'll not be called a quitter, for I choose to take a knee. '
Cause the ice won't e'r be broken, not by no man, not by me.
Now I'm laying down to perish, and God knows where I'll go.
Now I'm laying down to perish, I just wanted you to know.
I just wanted you to know.
I'll make my wife a widow, but I won't have her trace the shore, with a candle in the window and foolish hope above the door.
L've got no time for haunting the ones I've held so dear.
So I'll carve the crudest message now, before I disappear.
And I'm laying down to perish, and God knows where I'll go.
Now I'm laying down to perish, I just wanted you to know.
I just wanted you to know.
I am not so sad to pass, to what lies beyond the snow.
But to have you think I left you, would break my heart and soul.
So let there be a warm hereafter, in the sweetest by and by.
Let my house be filled with laughter, should I ever cross your mind.
Now I'm laying down to perish, and God knows where I'll go.
Now I'm laying down to perish, I just wanted you to know.
Now I'm laying down to perish, and God knows where I'll go.
Now I'm laying down to perish, I just wanted you to know.
I just wanted you to know.
I just wanted you to know.
Writer(s): Alan Doyle
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