Over the Rhine - Wildflower bouquet

If I die^F in the winter send rose^Gs ^CIn the spring, magn^Folias If I’m called in the summer or i^Gn the fall ^FBest of all – bring me a wildflower bouq^Cuet

In the ^Fdirt and clay don’t ^Glay me down And s^Ctare at a cold lonely ^Fhole in the ground When I go to my Maker in ^Gsmoke and ash It won’^Ft be your grief I c^Crave

Your tea^Frs will not be ^Gnecessary Build a ^Cblazing fire, drink ^Fsomething merry When the sparks fly off into^G the wind That will be ^Fme blowing a^Cway

^FBury my ashes with the d^Gogs I’ve loved My f^Caithful companions from ^FGod above And ‘neath a sycamore we’ll ^Ggrow strong And the ^Froots will bear us a^Cway

If my ^Fone true Love should ^Gjoin me there Mother n^Cature soon will ^Fbe aware That sycamore will^G thrum and sing And ^Fwe’ll have left it that ^Cway.

So ^FI don’t want you to f^Geel sorry ^CGod knows how I des^Fpise your pity And I’ll no longer bear the ^Gweight of worry Those an^Fgry robes all fall aw^Cay

I’ll be sing^Fing loud and^G laughing long A ^Cblaze of glory and an u^Fntold song So there’s no need for te^Gars my friend Just bring a wild^Fflower bouq^Cuet

If I d^Fie in the winter send ^Groses ^CIn the spring, magn^Folias If I’m called in the summer or ^Gin the fall B^Fest of all – bring me a wildflower bouq^Cuet B^Fest of all – bring me a wildflower bouq^Cuet