When I'm gone don't bury me,
I will not lie under this town.
I will not lie where I can't see.
Please don't put me underground.
If the day is sunny, let my father say some words
If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories
Oh my sister bake a cake and on it, she'll write something funny
Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money.
And as for all that is inside
You can give to medicine.
And as for all my bones and hide,
Just find a fire to put em' in.
If the day is sunny, let my father say some words
If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories
Oh my sister bake a cake and on it, she'll write something funny
Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money.
Though I may be relatively young
I hope in the final moments
I hear every song I've ever sung
At once
When I'm gone don't weep and moan
Where I'm going is a pleasant stay
I'll visit my grandfathers home
And drink gin with Billy Holiday
If the day is sunny, let my father say some words
If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories
Oh my sister bake a cake and on it, she'll write something funny
Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money
When I'm gone don't bury me
I will not lie under this dirty town
I will not lie where I can't see
Please don't put me underground
Oh please don't put me under
Writer(s): Megan Alexandra Washington
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