Devil Knows You're Dead

may the wind be always at your back, and the sun shine warm upon your face, may the rains fall soft upon your fields, until the day we meet again, and the roof that hangs over your head, find you shelter from the storm, before devil knows you're dead, may you be in heaven my friend, may good luck find you at your worst and bad luck lose you at your best, may your days be rich and full of wealth, and your nights be long when you need rest, and the road may it rise to meet your feet, and be down hill all the way to your door, may the grass below be green and the sky above be blue, and may it be so forevermore