When I come to the end of 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 too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared.
Miss me, but let me go,
For this journey that we all must take
And each must go alone,
It's all a 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
Laugh at the things we used to do,
Miss me, but let me go ... Author Unknown
When I come to the end of 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 too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared.
Miss me, but let me go,
For this journey that we all must take
And each must go alone,
It's all a 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
Laugh at the things we used to do,
Miss me, but let me go ... Author Unknown
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