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 call
Blow taps while cannons roar
Let sixteen liveried employees
Pass out souvenirs from the funeral store
I want to go simply when I go,
And they'll give me a simple funeral there,
I know,
With a casket lined in fleece,
And fireworks belling out a rest in peace,
So take heed 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 in the last salute,
dropping across 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
Go take me when I'm gone
to Forest Lawn.
Oh, come, come, come, come,
come to the church in the wildwood,
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 day
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 and 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.