WHEN I COME TO THE END OF THE TRAIL.
I KNOW I LIVED LIFE WELL AND DID NOT
FAIL.
I'M A LOVER OF LIFE AND MADE MANY A
FRIEND.
MY LOVE AND AFFECTION WAS NEVER JUST
PRETEND.

SO BURY ME WITH MY FRIENDS AND I'LL
NEVER BE ALONE.
AND OVER MY GRAVE PLACE A LITTLE HEAD
STONE.
I'M A WANDERER AT HEART, I'VE BEEN
LIFES ROVER.
SO PLANT ME WHERE GREEN GRASSES GROW
AND UNDER SWEET CLOVER.

THRU OUT LIFE I KNOW I'VE ALWAYS WALKED
THE RIGHT PATH.
SO WRITE, A LOVER OF LIFE AND A ROVER,
LET THAT BE MY EPITATH.