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“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 that’ set free?

Miss me a little, but not for long

And not with you head bowed low.

Remember the love that we once shared.

Miss me, and let me go.

For this is a 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 friend we know.

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.

Miss me, and let me go.”