It’s just my bones that lie here,
I want it written on my grave,
as my soul was sold so long ago,
so keep your prayers, and save
your tears; for the years I gave
you are worth more than the loss.
Wherever I am, I love you,
don’t be cross. I ask one last thing
of you, my one wish, my final boon,
live your life, be free and please;
don’t come and see me soon.