When death shall close these eyelids
And this heart shall cease to beat
And they lay me down to rest
In some flowery-bound retreat

Will you miss me, miss me, when I'm gone?
Will you miss me, miss me, miss me when I'm gone? 
Will you miss me, miss me, miss me when I'm gone? 
Will you miss me when I'm gone?

Perhaps you'll plant a flower
On my poor unworthy grave
And come sit alone beside me
When the roses nod and wave

Will you miss me, miss me, when I'm gone?
Will you miss me, miss me, miss me when I'm gone? 
Will you miss me, miss me, miss me when I'm gone? 
Will you miss me when I'm gone?

One sweet thought my soul shall cherish
'Til this fleeting life has flown
This sweet thought will cheer when dying
You will miss me when I'm gone

Will you miss me, miss me, when I'm gone?
Will you miss me, miss me, miss me when I'm gone? 
Will you miss me, miss me, miss me when I'm gone? 
Will you miss me when I'm gone?