Patsy Phillips
MISS ME BUT LET ME GO!
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want know rites in a gloom filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little- but not for long,
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared-
Miss me- but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go along.
It's all a part of the Masters plan,
A step on the road to home.
So when you're lonely and sick at heart,
Go to the friends we know,
Bury your sorrows in doing good deeds,
Miss me- but let me go.

