Cups
I got my ticket for the long way ‘roundTwo bottle ‘a whiskey for the wayAnd I sure would like some sweet companyAnd I’m leaving tomorrow, wha-do-ya say?
When I’m goneWhen I’m goneYou’re gonna miss me when I’m goneYou’re gonna miss me by my hairYou’re gonna miss me everywhere, ohYou’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
I’ve got my ticket for the long way ‘roundThe one with the prettiest of viewsIt’s got mountains, it’s got rivers, it’s got sights to give you shiversBut it sure would be prettier with you
When I’m goneWhen I’m goneYou’re gonna miss me when I’m goneYou’re gonna miss me by my walkYou’re gonna miss me by my talk, ohYou’re gonna miss me when I’m gone