What Care I

What care I if I'm buried or cremated For it won't matter to me when I'm dead If there's a plaque erected to my memory Or if good or bad things about me are said. I'd like to live to be a very old bloke Happy and healthy till my final day And enjoy the twilight years of my existence And feel young at heart though I look old and gray. What care I when I'm dead if I'm remembered If in years from now others recall my name I want the recognition whilst I'm living The dead don't ever benefit from fame. Don't talk to me of dying for I love living And of death and sorrow I have heard enough On the paths of life I want to keep on walking Though the paths of life can be hilly and rough. And what care I if I'm buried or cremated Or a plaque erected in my memory For when I have died to me it will not matter If others do or don't remember me.