The Old Churchyard

Intro:
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[Verse 1]
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Come, come with me out to the old churchyard,
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I so well know those paths 'neath the soft green sward.
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Friends slumber in there that we want to regard;
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We will trace out their names in the old churchyard.

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Mourn not for them, their trials are o'er
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And why weep for those who will weep no more?
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For sweet is their sleep, though cold and hard
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Their pillows may be in the old churchyard.

[Verse 2]
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I know that it's vain when our friends depart
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To breathe kind words to a broken heart;
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And I know that the joy of life is marred
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When we follow lost friends to the old churchyard.

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But were I at rest 'neath yonder tree,
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Oh, why would you weep, my friends, for me?
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I'm so weary, so wayworn, why would you retard
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The peace I seek in the old churchyard?

[Break]
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[Verse 3]
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Why weep for me, for I'm anxious to go
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To that haven of rest where no tears ever flow;
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And I fear not to enter that dark lonely tomb
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Where our Saviour has lain and conquered the gloom.

[Break]
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[Verse 4]
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I rest in the hope that one bright day
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Sunshine will burst to these prisons of clay,
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And old Gabriel's trumpet and voice of the Lord
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Will wake up the dead in the old churchyard

[Outro]
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(Vamp that last bit with some rubato/ritardondo a couple more times and Bob's your uncle)