When I die,
Do not smile,
Tell them no lies,
Do not cry or weep,
Tell them the truth that I sleep,
Tell them not to gaze, for my soul is going above my lip,
Tell them not to grieve or either morn,
Tell them the last thing bout my Song,
Do not call me a firth,
Tell them the truth no lies,
Do not help my soul as I fly
Do not laid me too deep.

When I die,
Do not cry,
When they cry? do not listen to their sounds,...