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"Bitter End" by The Chicks rewritten to be about my dad

Recently, The Chicks gave a concert in Chicago and I (of course) attended. During the performance, some of the songs struck a chord with me, but made me want to alter the lyrics to a few. Anyways, here's "Ashen End".

The last words you said
They are still in my head
"I love you"
You passed away
On a bright March Friday
Oh, where'd you go?

It's alright you will rest now on
Knowing it's finally all done and gone

Farewell to old pains
You'd raise a glass to your ashen end
Farewell to old pains
Will mine be the same when I come 'round the bend?

Remember the days
When we'd laugh and we played
Oh I didn't know
The ache would come and you'd drink it away
Oh, where'd you go?

It's not alright
I won't sleep tonight
Knowing you could have grown on
On and on

Farewell to old pains
You'd raise a glass to your ashen end
Farewell to old pains
Will mine be the same when I come 'round the bend?

You had a bleared time
Drinking all of your wine
After each pang
We all rode the tide
By your leaking lifeboat
Oh, where'd you go?
What happened to
The dad I knew?
As long as I bear this lasting scar
Oh, there you are

Farewell to old pains
You'd raise a glass to your ashen end
Farewell to old pains
Will mine be the same when I come 'round the bend?

(Prompt by me)

Photo by Nataliya Melnychuk on Unsplash

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