E A EBurn my body in the Northern FieldE A ELet the wind blow the ashes aroundE A EAnd then you will know that my wounds have been healedE A ECause Lord I'll be homeward boundELet the flames warm your handsA ELet the glow light your wayA EThese gifts to you I bestowA EAnd noones listenin don't bother to prayA EIf you do lord I'll never knowE A EWell up and up the smoke will rollA ELike a cloud of frightened crowsE A ETo Carry my not so immortal soulA E AUp between the rowsE A EUp between the rowsE A EBurn my body in the Northern FieldE A ELet the wind blow the ashes aroundE A EAnd then you will know that my wounds have been healedE A ECause lord I'll be homeward boundA E A EOh lord I'll be homeward boundE A ESome words that are said can cut like a sawE A EMy ears nearly bled at the soundA EAnd I cant help prepare for the springtime thawA Ecause lord ill be homeward boundEAnd the frost turns to flowersA Eand they all start to bloomA Eand theres nothin left to hoeA Ewell tip one back and sing me a tuneA E AAnd never let the fire grow coldE A ENever let the fire grow coldE A EBurn my body in the Northern FieldE A ELet the wind blow the ashes aroundE A EAnd then you will know that my wounds have been healedE A ECause lord I'll be homeward boundA E A EOh lord I'll be homeward bound
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