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That day when it's all over,
And they come to carry me.
And you're wearin' black and walkin' slow
With the rest of the family.
And the choir stands to sing a song,
Make sure it's one of mine.
I had a few more tunes that
I wanted to write,
But I ran out of time.

Chorus,

Some I wrote for money, Some I wrote for fun.
Some I wrote and threw away, never sang to any one.
Some I wrote for mama a couple of them aren't through.
I've lost track of all the rest, but the most I wrote for you.

That day when it's all over,
And you're settin' all alone.
And they come to ask what you want.
Written on my stone.
Tell'em when I was born and died,
The year and the day,
If there's room for something else,
Here's what you can say.

Some he wrote for money, Some he wrote for fun.
Some he wrote and threw away, never sang to any one.
Some he wrote for mama I've forgotten two or three
I've lost track of all the rest, but the most he wrote for me


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