If I die.

A penny for my thoughts, oh no I'll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singing
Funny when your dead how people start listening.

If I die young, bury me in satin,
Lay me down on a bed of roses,
Sink me in the river at dawn,
send me away with the words of a love song.