Bent Left - Play Bob Marley At My Funeral lyrics

verse: it was probably 55 in a 35 on a cold december night speed racer mini-van style almost home, just another half a mile he never saw it coming, and neither did we a senseless tragedy how can a life still worth the living fade into a memory chorus: we don't know why, we don't know when in our perfect world things like this don't happen foresight's never 20/20 you're always somebody else's somebody we don't know when, we don't know why the one thing i know is whenever it's the end of my time play bob marley at my funeral verse: well he's probably laughing now as he's staring down at his friends and family gathered round tears on the cheeks of all his buds and all the pretty girls he's ever loved people filled the chairs and pews in droves he'll forever be our bro in celebration of one of the greatest stories ever told *This song was written in loving memory of Thomas Elliot Douglas Whitefield who fell victim to a fatal car accident in the early morning of December 21, 2003. He was an amazing friend, brother, son, role model, and person to many, and his greatness will always be remembered.