Satisfied

It was twelve days ago in a pub. Night was near.

I was on me fourth pint of their best Irish beer

When a thought quickly struck me of all I hold dear.

So I went on outside to the hill with my beer.

Well, I smelled all the flowers all the flowers.

I've left none to behind.

I've told more the truth than I've told fib or lie

And I hope when you find me in the hills where I'll lie

That it'll always be said that I died satisfied.

Well, I took both the good and the bad in me life.

And I made the most of it in a home with me wife.

And I raised me two kids both a girl and a boy.

And they made all me life, oh, a gift to enjoy.

As for friends I've had many I ne're walked alone,

And a few were like family just as much as me own

They helped in times troubled and made happiness known.

And they gave me a young heart I've never outgrown,

Well, the evening was leaving and the sun said goodbye.

I thought of me past and I smiled with a sigh.

Oh, I had no regrets nay a reason to cry.

So I drank me beer down 'till the glass all was dry.