Words and Music by Michael Reynolds



Children do not weep for me

When you hear Im dead and gone

In the Saviors arms Ill be

Just a like I told you all along

When my soul leaves this earth

And you go to put me in the ground

Dig a place out of the dirt

Say a prayer and lay my body down





Make my coffin straight and long

With wood that rots and nails that rust

Oh when my spirits gone

Let this jar of clay return to dust





So do not seal me in a vault

Or buy a tomb to lay me in

Flesh and bone were meant to rot

And I go back to the earth again





Make my coffin straight and long

With wood that rots and nails that rust

Oh when my spirits gone

Let this jar of clay return to dust





Oh make my coffin straight and long

With wood that rots and nails that rust

Oh when my spirits gone

Let this jar of clay return to dust

Let this jar of clay return to dust

Let this jar of clay return to dust