Do not cry when they take me
Do not shed your tears
Do not wail for me in the streets
When they strike me with there rifles hard
And I can't stay on my feet
Listen as I tell you
Do not hold fear
This world is not home
Do not miss me
I will be gone
Don't cry in the streets.
I will be happy
And you'll go on
Don't cry in the streets
They cannot be bold
Their lives are on hold
Do not hold their fear
Call Him and draw near.
The lights I see
You will see too
I know you'll go on.
You might miss me
But you'll get through
This life is not long.
I remember
And you should too,
Don't cry in the streets.
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