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Should you go first and I remain to walk the road alone |
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I'll live in mem'ry's garden dear with happy days we've known |
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In spring I'll wait for roses red when fades the lilacs bloom |
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And in early fall when brown leaves fall I'll catch a glimpse of you |
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Should you go first and I remain for battles to be fought |
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Each thing you've touched along the way will be a hallowed spot |
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I'll hear your voice I'll see your smile though blindly I may grope |
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The mem'ry of your helping hand will buoy me on with hope |
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Beyond the sunset oh blissful morning when with our Saviour heaven is begun |
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Earth's toiling ended oh glorious dawning beyond the sunset when day is done |
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Should you go first and I remain to finish with the scroll |
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No lessening shadows shall ever creep in to make this life seem droll |
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We've known so much of happiness we've had our cup of joy |
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And memory is one gift of God that death cannot destroy |
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I want to know each step you take that I may walk the same |
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For someday down that lonely road you'll hear me call your name |
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Should you go first and I remain one thing I'll have you do |
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Walk slowly down that long long path for soon I'll follow you |
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In that fair homeland we'll know no parting beyond the sunset for evermore |