When I die rest my ashes at Fisherman’s Bluff,

Mark on my stone “She was Crazy and Tough”

Plant Daisy’s around me to brighten my days,

And put me in the open so I can star gaze;

Move on with your life and leave me to mine,

Know that wherever you are, I’m doing fine;

But make sure you come see me at least once a year,

Sit on my stone and drink you a beer;

Tell me of your job, your friends, and your wife,

Just tell me in general what you’ve done with your life;

Cause I won’t feel lonely knowing you‘re there,

With your life like a book, open to share…