If I die in the winter send roses
In the spring, magnolias
If Im called in the summer or in the fall
Best of all bring me a wildflower bouquet
In the dirt and clay dont lay me down
And stare at a cold lonely hole in the ground
When I go to my Maker in smoke and ash
It wont be your grief I crave
Your tears will not be necessary
Build a blazing fire, drink something merry
When the sparks fly off into the wind
That will be me blowing away
Bury my ashes with the dogs Ive loved
My faithful companions from God above
And neath a sycamore well grow strong
And the roots will bear us away
If my one true Love should join me there
Mother nature soon will be aware
That sycamore will thrum and sing
And well have left it that way.
So I dont want you to feel sorry
God knows how I despise your pity
And Ill no longer bear the weight of worry
Those angry robes all fall away
Ill be singing loud and laughing long
A blaze of glory and an untold song
So theres no need for tears my friend
Just bring a wildflower bouquet
If I die in the winter send roses
In the springtime, magnolias
If Im called in the summer or in the fall
Best of all bring me a wildflower bouquet
Best of all bring me a wildflower bouquet