Oft I sing, for my friends,
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When Death's, cold hand I see
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When I reach my, journey's end.
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Who will sing for me.
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I wonder who, will sing for me
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When I come to cross that silent sea
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Who will sing, for me
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When the crowd shall gather round
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and look down on me
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Will they turn and walk away
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Or will they sing one song for me
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I wonder who, will sing for me
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When I come to cross that silent sea
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Who will sing, for me
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Who will sing, for me
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Who Will Sing For Me
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| Flatt and Scruggs |
