Ola Belle Reed - My epitaph

^AmWhen I go from this life, let me go in pea^Emce ^CDon't want your marble at my head and fee^Emt ^CDon't gather round me oh just to weep and^Em moan ^AmWhere that I'm going I won't be alone ^{Em Am}The flowers you give, please give them tod^Emay ^CDon't waste their beauty on cold lifeless^Em clay ^COne rose with love could do so much good ^{Em Am}And I think all would give it if they just^Em understood

^AmNow God gives life freely, then he takes a^Emway ^CWhat we do for each other let us do it to^Emday ^CFor we have no promise that tomorrow will^Em come ^AmDon't sing my praises after I'm gone ^{Em Am}When life has departed. it's not me any mo^Emre ^CJust a form that has suffered, A still he^Emart that was sore ^CFor the soul that has blossomed, oh it do^Emesn't need you anymore ^AmSo let it go freely to God's ever-more ^Em