| When I go from this life, let me go in peace
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| Don’t want your marble at my head and feet
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| Don’t gather round me oh just to weep and moan
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| Where that I’m going I won’t be alone
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| The flowers you give, please give them today
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| Don’t waste their beauty on cold lifeless clay
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| One rose with love could do so much good
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| And I think all would give it if they just understood
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| Now God gives life freely, then he takes away
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| What we do for each other let us do it today
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| For we hav no promise that tomorrow will come
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| Don’t sing my praises lord aftr I’m gone
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| When life has departed it’s not me any more
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| Just a form that has suffered, A still heart that was sore
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| For the soul that has blossomed, it don’t need you anymore
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| So let it freely to God’s evermore |