The Old Ones Take Their Money to the Grave That's What They Say Youth Is Wasted On the Young, I Don't Think So But Wait You'll See Don't, Don't, Don't, Don't Speak Ill of the Dead
So Many Times I Thought I'd End It All Take the Fall and Slip Away Some of My Friends Have Done the Main I Never Had That Much Pain So Don't Speak Ill of the Dead
Some of My Friends Are Gone Forever Paled Into the Light Things I Wish I Could Have Said As They Passed Into the Night I Miss You Don't Speak Ill of the Dead
