Goodnight

  When the sun is shining and the grass is green, let the warm wind carry me. On that day, you can burry me, under the strong large trunk of a willow tree.  Sing my favorite song and dance with glee. Celebrate my life, like I would if it were me. As the drunken laughter follows old stories, pour me shot of some good ol' whisky. As the night fades and the sun rises, blow a kiss to the sky and wish me goodnight, and watch as the morning doves fly away. 
Fly away. 
I fly away my love.