From the recording MUSIC AT LAWNRIDGE HALL

Like many of Eric's songs, "Don't Forget about Me" is flavored with a wry sense of humor, in this case aimed at roguish men and their more-saintly wives.

Lyrics

Grandpa was known to be a rambler.
He liked to drink and stay out all night.
But Grandma knew he was a man that she could handle--
she'd trust in God and walk humbly in the light.

When he was young he liked to hit the bourbon.
In later years he'd drink his homemade wine.
Then thoughts of death, they started to disturb him,
and he told Grandma he was running out of time.

He said, "You know that I'm not a saintly man, love,
but I hope you understand, love,
I'm just doing what I can, love.
When you make it into paradise, love,
and the Savior takes your hand--don't forget about me."

Well, you know I have a real good father.
He did his best to always be around.
But compared to his mother he's a scoundrel,
and to the good Christian woman he has found.

So I hope that you will understand, love,
the kind of blood that's running in my veins.
Please don't make a lot of harsh demands, love,
'cause you know all men are pretty much the same.

And you know that I'm not a saintly man, love,
but I hope you understand, love,
I'm just doing what I can, love.
When you make it into paradise, love,
and the Savior takes your hand--don't forget about me.

When the Lord was up on Calvary mountain
where they took Him to be crucified,
two thieves and scoundrels were around Him,
one on His left and one on His right side.

The Lord said, "Father, I pray you forgive them,
for they do not know what they do."
While one thief, he ridiculed and cursed Him,
the other came to realize the truth.

He said, "You know that I'm not a righteous man, Lord,
but I hope You understand, Lord,
I'm just doing what I can, Lord.
When You make it into paradise, Lord,
at the Father's right hand--don't forget about me."