Lyrics:

Jack White has said in past interviews that if he had to choose a song of his to play at his funeral, he’d pick this one. Jack says that this song is perhaps the most autobiographical song he’s ever written.
You fell down of course
And then you got up of course
And started over
Forgot my name of course
Then you started to remember
Pretty tough to think about
The beginning of December
Pretty tough to think about
Pretty tough to think about, yeah yeah
Pretty tough to think about

You're looking down again
And then you look me over
We're laying down again
On a blanket in the clover
The same boy you've always known
Well, I guess I haven't grown
The same boy you've always known
Same boy you've always known

Think of what the past did
It could've lasted
So put it in your basket
I hope you know a strong man
Who can lend you a hand
Lowering my casket

I thought this is just today
And soon you'd been returning
The coldest blue ocean water cannot stop
My heart and mind from burning
Everyone who's in the know says
That's exactly how it goes
And if there's anything good about me
I'm the only one who knows