Am
Grab the chair, boys! We've got another bucket kicker!
Am E7
Happy Birthday my olde friend
Am
It seems this horror show will never end
E7
Any moment's your last breath
Am
Here is to another day closer to death
Am
The cake is on the table
And it is awfully bright Dm
'Cos there's so many candles on top
Am
And you are so decrepit
Your chest so tight E7 Am
When you blow them out your lungs are gonna pop
Am
And you cannot complain
Each time you feel a pain Dm
Though you have arthritis and gout
Am
'Cos when you start kvetching
All your teeth fall out E7
So have another cigarette
Have another beer
Am E7
Happy Birthday my olde friend
Am
It seems this horror show will never end
E7
Any moment's your last breath
Am
Here is to another day closer to death
Am
Your skin is so worn out and old
Dm
All over your body it's saggin'
Am
Especially loose is your old caboose
E7 Am
You're dragging it behind you in a wagon
Am
Well, you're an alcoholic
And you're blind and deaf Dm
And you have Alzheimer's I bet
Am
You're too old to remember
But you're too drunk to forget E7
So have another cigarette
Have another beer
Am E7
Happy Birthday my olde friend
Am
It seems this horror show will never end
E7
Any moment's your last breath
Am
Here is to another day closer to death
Em Am
You're so old you smell like dust
Em Am
And now your bones begin to rust
Em Am
See that face, it's full of wrinkles
E7
So have another cigarette
Have another beer
Am E7
Happy Birthday my olde friend
Am
It seems this horror show will never end
E7
Any moment's your last breath
Am
Here is to another day closer to death
Am E7
Happy Birthday my olde friend
Am
It seems this horror show will never end
E7
Any moment's your last breath
Here is to another day closerDm E7 Am
To your sweet death
E7 E7 E7 Am
