Lights flashing blue; four knocks on the door
We have four broken hearts that lead to hundreds more
We have one black spot where tens of flowers lay
We'll have one last round and then call it a day

Four young men so full of life
Leaving behind four young wives
Four young men drinking from the bottle
Say please, ease of the throttle
I'm a loving son and forever sad
My only brother, my loving dad
You up there and the mess down here
I can't help but shed a tear

Four miss calls with no reply
Four empty glasses sitting at the bar
Four vacant seats at Sunday Mass
Four un-seatbelts in the car

Four brown boxes are laid in a line
Four white roses tied in a knot
Four years later, what's to show?
Just one black spot

Lights flashing blue; four knocks on the door
We have four broken hearts that lead to hundreds more
We have one black spot where tens of flowers lay
We'll have one last round and then call it a day

Four brown boxes are laid in a line
Four white roses tied in a knot
Four years later, what's to show?
Just one black spot

I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way

Four brown boxes are laid in a line
Four white roses tied in a knot
Four years later, what's to show?
Just one black spot

I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
I'm on my way