When the last breath of life is gone from my body and my lips are as cold as the sea When my friends gather round to my farewell party Please won't you pretend you love me There'll be flowers from those who'll cry when I'll go And leave you in this old world alone Will you shed a tear at my farewell party or will you be glad when I'm gone Don't be angry with me a wanting to keep you Till my life in this old world is done and through You'll be free at the end of my farewell party but I'll go away loving you There'll be flowers from those...
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