But were I at rest 'neath yonder treeWhy would you weep, my friends, for me?I'm so weary, so wayworn, why would you retardThe peace that I seek in the old churchyard?Why weep for me, for I'm anxious to goTo that haven of rest where no tears e'er flow?And I fear not my fate when it's time to departI will sail with the sun in the old churchyard
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old churchyard, the wailin' jennys