Forest Lawn - Tom Paxton

Oh, lay me down in Forest Lawn in a silver casket

Put golden flowers over my head in a silver basket

Let the drum and bugle corps blow taps while the cannons roar

Let sixteen liveried employees pass out souvenirs from the funeral store

I want to go simply when I go

They’ll give me a simple funeral there I know

With a casket lined in fleece

And fireworks spelling out «Rest in Peace»

Oh, take me when I’m gone to Forest Lawn

Oh, lay me down in Forest Lawn, they understand there

And they have a heavenly choir and a military band there

Just put me in their care, and I’ll find my comfort there

With sixteen planes and a last salute, dropping a cross in a parachute

I want to go simply when I go

And they’ll give me a simple funeral there I know

With a hundred strolling strings

And topless dancers and golden wings

Oh, take me when I’m gone to Forest Lawn

Oh, come, come, come, come

Come to the church in the wild wood

Kindly leave a contribution in the pail

Be as simple and as trusting as a child would

And we’ll sell you the church in the dale

To find a simple resting place is my desire

To lay me down with a smiling face comes a little bit higher

My likeness done in brass, will stand in plastic grass

And weights and hidden springs will tip its hat to the mourners filing past

I want to go simply when I go

And they’ll give me a simple funeral there I know

I’ll sleep beneath the sand

With piped in tapes of Billy Graham

Oh, take me when I’m gone to Forest Lawn

Rock of ages cleft for me

For a slightly higher fee

Oh, take me when I’m gone to Forest Lawn