Miss me but let me go

When I come to 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 to long,

And not with your head bowed low,

Remebered the love that we once shared,

Miss me- but let me go 

For this is a journy that we all must take,

And each must go alone,

It's all part of the master's plan

A step on the road to home

When you are lonely and sick of heart, 

Go to the friends we know

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds,

Miss me - But let me go