Devil Knows You're Dead

May the wind be always at your back
And the sun shine warm upon your face
May the rains fall soft upon your field
Until the day we meet againAnd the roof that hangs over your head
Find you shelter from the stormBefore the devil knows you're dead
May you be in heaven, my friendMay good luck find you at your worst
And bad love lose you at your best
May your days be rich and full of wealth
And your nights be long when you need restAnd the roof that hangs over your head
Find you shelter from the stormBefore the devil knows you're dead
May you be in heaven, my friendAnd the road, may it rise to meet your feet
And be downhill all the way to your door
May the grass below be green and the sky above be blue
May it be so forever moreAnd the roof that hangs over your head
Find you shelter from the stormBefore the devil knows you're dead
May you be in heaven, my friend