A toast, to all the people I ever did know

The ones that I loved and the ones I let go

A toast to all the strangers on the street

It's such a shame that we never did meet

A toast to the writers who toil at night

May joy come to you with morning's light

And for the fire in the furnace that brightly glows

Here's a toast to the lovers in the winter's snow

A toast to the man that lost his wife

At least you know she lived a good life

A toast to the mothers that lost a son

Into God's loving arms, they have all gone

A toast even, to the grown and the old

Your memories won't rust for they are like gold

A toast to the earth, and to the places I've been

To the sounds I have heard and the things I have seen

One day I will die and give up my ghost

But before I leave, here is one final toast !