I was late for work, had to pull to the side

While a funeral train of cars drove by with their lights on

It was just my luck, it went on and on for miles



I kept checkin' my watch, grittin' my teeth

Then suddenly it dawned on me that whoever this is

Is gonna be missed for a long, long time

It got me thinking



When it's my time to go, the end of my road I hope it looks like this

200 cars stretched out as far as the hearts I touched while I lived

And I hope I leave half as much love behind when it's my time



So I followed that last car down to the church

Took off my ball cap, tucked in my shirt

I just had to see what kind of life could cause such as traffic jam



Heard story after story, people laugh, people cry

It didn't take long to understand why every pew was full

There's a lot of good souls made better for knowing him

And now I'm one of them



When it's my time to go, the end of my road I hope it looks like this

200 cars stretched out as far as the hearts I touched while I lived

And I hope I leave half as much love behind when it's my time



Felt a hand on my back, turned around, someone asked

"Did you know him well?"

And I said, "Yeah, well enough to know"



When it's my time to go, the end of my road I hope it looks like this

200 cars stretched out as far as the hearts I touched while I lived

And I hope I leave half as much love behind when it's my time

Ooh, when it's my time