When death shall close these eyelids
And this heart shall cease to beat
When they lay me down to my rest
In some flowery-bound retreat
One thought my soul would cherish
When this fleeting life is flown
That thought would cheer me when dying
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
Will you miss me?
Will you miss me?
Will you miss me?
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
When these lips shall never more
Plant a kiss upon your brow
When I'm cold and still in my death
Would you love me then as now?
Will you miss me?
Will you miss me?
Will you miss me?
Will you miss me when I'm gone?