Burn my body in the nothern field
And let the wind blow the ashes around
Then you will know that my wounds have been healed
'cause Lord I'll be homeward bound
Let the flames warm your hands
Let the glow light your way
These gifts to you I bestow
No one's listening don't bother to pray
If you do I'll never know
Up and up the smoke will roll
Like a cloud of frightened crows
Carry my not so immortal soul
Up between the rows
Some words that are said can cut like a saw
And my ears nearly bled at the sound
I can't help prepare for the springtime thaw
'cause Lord I'll be homeward bound
When frost turns to flowers and they all start to bloom
And there's nothing left to hold
Tip one back and sing me a tune
And never let the fire grow cold
And let the wind blow the ashes around
Then you will know that my wounds have been healed
'cause Lord I'll be homeward bound
Let the flames warm your hands
Let the glow light your way
These gifts to you I bestow
No one's listening don't bother to pray
If you do I'll never know
Up and up the smoke will roll
Like a cloud of frightened crows
Carry my not so immortal soul
Up between the rows
Some words that are said can cut like a saw
And my ears nearly bled at the sound
I can't help prepare for the springtime thaw
'cause Lord I'll be homeward bound
When frost turns to flowers and they all start to bloom
And there's nothing left to hold
Tip one back and sing me a tune
And never let the fire grow cold
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