Roy Acuff - When they take that last look at me

^GWhen I come to the end of lives journey And I?ve gone the last mile of the ^Dway ^D7 When ^Gfriends come to cry and ^Ckiss me good- ^G-bye I wonder just ^D7what they will ^Gsay

When they ^Clay me to rest, in a ^Gcasket of white From this troubled old world I?ll be ^Dfree ^D7 Oh ^Gwhat will they say, as they ^Cwalk slowly ^Gby When they take that last ^D7look at ^Gme

^GWhen they candle me weeping and mourning Then the crowd will walk slowly a- ^D-way ^D7 When they ^Glook at the lace that ^Ccovers my ^Gface I wonder just ^D7what they will ^Gsay

^GWhen I'm left all alone in the graveyard And they?ve laid me beneath the cold ^Dclay ^D7 When the ^Gflowers they gave are ^Cplaced on my ^Ggrave I wonder just ^D7what they will ^Gsay