Miss me but let me go
Miss me but let me go
When I come to the end of the day,
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 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 part of the Maker's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart
Go to the friends we know.
And burry your sorrows
In doing good deeds--
Miss me, but let me go.
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