Saint Praxed'S Ever Was The Church For Peace If Down Here I Chance To Die, Solemnly I Beg You Take All That Is Left Of "I" To The Hills For Old Sake'S Sake, Pack Me Very Thoroughly In The Ice That Used To Slake Pegs I Drank When I Was Dry, This Observe For Old Sake'S Sake. To The Railway Station Hie, There A Single Ticket Take For Umballa, Goods-Train, I Shall Not Mind Delay Or Shake. I Shall Rest Contentedly Spite Of Clamour Coolies Make; Thus In State And Dignity Send Me Up For Old Sake'S Sake. Next The Sleepy Babu Wake, Book A Kalka Van "For Four." Few, I Think, Will Care To Make Journeys With Me Any More As They Used To Do Of Yore. I Shall Need A "Special" Brake, 'Thing I Never Took Before, Get Me One For Old Sake'S Sake. After That, Arrangements Make. No Hotel Will Take Me In, And A Bullock'S Back Would Break 'Neath The Teak And Leaden Skin Tonga-Ropes Are Frail And Thin, Or, Did I A Back-Seat Take, In A Tonga I Might Spin, Do Your Best For Old Sake'S Sake. After That, Your Work Is Done. Recollect A Padre Must Mourn The Dear Departed One, Throw The Ashes And The Dust. Don't Go Down At Once. I Trust You Will Find Excuse To "Snake Three Days' Casual On The Bust." Get Your Fun For Old Sake'S Sake. I Could Never Stand The Plains. Think Of Blazing June And May Think Of Those September Rains Yearly Till The Judgment Day! I Should Never Rest In Peace, I Should Sweat And Lie Awake. Rail Me Then, On My Decease, To The Hills For Old Sake'S Sake.