Children do not weep
for me
When you hear I’m dead and
gone
In the Savior’s arms I’ll
be
Just a like I told you all along
When
my soul leaves this earth
And you go to put me
in the ground
Dig a place out of the
dirt
Say a prayer and lay my body
down
Make my coffin straight and
long
With wood that rots and nails that
rust
Oh when my spirit’s gone
Let this
jar of clay return to dust
So do not
seal me in a vault
Or buy a tomb to lay me
in
Flesh and bone were meant to rot
And I
go back to the earth again
Make my
coffin straight and long
With wood that rots
and nails that rust
Oh when my spirit’s
gone
Let this jar of clay return to
dust
Oh make my coffin straight and
long
With wood that rots and nails that
rust
Oh when my spirit’s gone
Let this
jar of clay return to dust
Let this jar of
clay return to dust
Let this jar of clay
return to dust