The grand old painter died last night, his painting' s on the wall.
Before he went, he bade us well and said goodnight to us all.
Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can't drink any more.
Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can't drink any more.
Three o'clock in the morning, I'm getting ready for bed, it came without a warning.
But I'll be waiting for you, baby, I'll be waiting for you there.
Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can't drink any more.
Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can't drink any more.
Jet! Jet! Jet! Jet!
Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can't drink any more.
Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can't drink any more.
I'll be waiting for you, baby, yeah.
Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can't drink any more.
Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can't drink any more.
Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I... Ho, hey ho…
Writer(s): Paul Mccartney, Linda Mccartney
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