When I'm Gone by Lyman Hancock
When I come to the end of my journey, And I travel my last weary mile, Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned, And remember only the smile.
Forget unkind words I have spoken, Remember some good I have done, Forget that I've ever had heartache, And remember I've had loads of fun.
Forget that I've stumbled and blundered, And sometimes fell by the way, Remember I fought some hard battles, And won, ere the close of the day.
Then forget to grieve for my going, I would not have you sad for a day, But in summer just gather some flowers, And remember the place where I lay.
And come in the shade of the evening, When the sun paints the sky in the west, Stand for a moment beside me, And remember only my best.
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