I have so many songs and little ditties that have either never been recorded or put out to the public. And probably some with good reason, like maybe this one.
A few years ago, I heard story about a dying woman whose family fought over her end of life treatment. One of her kids was a religious nutball who believed with enough prayer her mother would make it. The other two kids and the doctor just wanted to stop the suffering. Finally, after three awful weeks, and with the prayer being a big dud, they all agreed to let mom die.
That got me thinking that maybe I should have a living will - although, I'm sure my family won't dither with the decision to unplug me. Then I got the idea of, instead of paying a lawyer to write one up, why not write a song and publish it! So here she is!
I hope to live to 103
Die in my sleep peacefully
But if I get some fatal rare disease
If I walk out the door, get hit by a bus
Please tell the doctors to not make a fuss
If my diagnoses is a total bust
Drip drip drip goes the morphine
Blip blip blip goes my heart beat
Don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me around
I hope I Live to a hundred and four
have a heart attack on the dance floor
If there’s not a chance, set me free
I can’t afford the lawyer.
Can’t afford the bill
Instead I’ll write in a song. My name is Jill Sobule.
This is my living will. Is my living will
Unplug me, but before you do
Make sure it’s not just a bad cold or flu
I know it’s not fun, but I’m counting on you