Ola Belle Reed - My epitaph

^N.C.When I go from this ^Amlife,^N.C. let me go in ^Empeace ^N.C.I don't want your ^Gmarble at my head and ^Emfeet ^{D Em} Don't gather a^Ground me oh just to weep and ^Emmoan ^{D Em} But where that I'm ^Amgoing I won't be al^Emone The flowers you ^Amgive me, please give them to^Emday ^{D Em} Don't waste their ^Gbeauty on cold lifeless ^Emclay One rose with ^Glove could do so much ^Emgood ^{D Em} And I think all would ^Amgive it if they just unders^Emtood^{D Em}

Now God gives life ^Amfreely, then he takes ^Emaway ^{D Em} What we do for each ^Gother let us do it to^Emday For we have no ^Gpromise that tomorrow will ^Emcome ^{D Em} Don't sing my ^Ampraises after I'm ^Emgone When life has de^Amparted. it's not me any ^Emmore ^{D Em} Just a form that has ^Gsuffered, A still heart that was ^Emsore ^{D Em} For the soul that has ^Gblo^N.C.ssomed, oh it doesn't need you any^Emmore^{N.C. N.C.}So let it go ^Amfree^N.C.ly to God's ever-^Emmore