MISS ME, BUT LET ME GO
When I come to the end of the road.
And the sun has set for me.
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take.
And each must go alone
it's all a part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home.
If when you are lonely and sick of heart.
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds.
Miss me, but let me go.
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When I come to the end of the road.
And the sun has set for me.
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take.
And each must go alone
it's all a part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home.
If when you are lonely and sick of heart.
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds.
Miss me, but let me go.
----
MISS ME, BUT LET ME GO
When I come to the end of the road.
And the sun has set for me.
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take.
And each must go alone
it's all a part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home.
If when you are lonely and sick of heart.
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds.
Miss me, but let me go.
----
When I come to the end of the road.
And the sun has set for me.
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take.
And each must go alone
it's all a part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home.
If when you are lonely and sick of heart.
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds.
Miss me, but let me go.
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