When I'm done with this cruel world

plant me a rose

let it grow on my grave as I rest

at last

I'll be going home.


as I lay there down

beneath my rose

don't shed one tear

for the life that I lead

at last

I'll be at peace.


In the next world

I'm sure to find me some peace

there'll be no one to take advantage of me

at last

I'll be free.


It's a long way

a long life

filled with despair

many a treachery befallen me

But at last

I'm going home