The grieving of the living the dead do never hear
When the breath of life from me has gone for me do not waste a tear
And if you feel like weeping do not weep for the dead
Weep for the living poor and for yourself instead
Of one who is without life all feeling from him gone
The dead forever dead and the living do live on
I've loved you since we first met long before you became my wife
I would not wish you to weep for me only get on with your life
Make the most of every day live for as long as you can
You may fall in love again with a handsome wealthy man
With me you know poverty though faithful to me you remain
If tomorrow i do die love will come to you again
Life it does go on why waste your tears on the dead
Weep for the living poor or weep for yourself instead.
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