John Wesley Harding - Burn lyrics

If I die tomorrow Don't read too much into this song I'll be as surprised as you are I always get predictions wrong If I die tomorrow Break out and play my best guitars Don't put this one in the Hard Rock Cafe In a case above the bar I'd like to take this chance to say good-bye You want the answers, don't look in my eyes You're asking me my opinion Well, baby, we're all gonna burn So light up and wait your turn in the fire I'm telling you my decision Baby we're all gonna burn There will be no return 'cause baby we're all gonna burn If I die tomorrow There's one thing I'd ask of you A favour for your favourite friend When his living days are through Make sure it's me up on the funeral pyre Make sure the house band's playing Light My Fire You're asking me my opinion Well, baby, we're all gonna burn So light up and wait your turn in the fire I'm telling you my decision Baby we're all gonna burn There will be no return 'cause baby we're all gonna burn