Requiem
| UNDER the wide and starry sky | |
| Dig the grave and let me lie: | |
| Glad did I live and gladly die, | |
| And I laid me down with a will. | |
| This be the verse you 'grave for me: | 5 |
| Here he lies where he long'd to be; | |
| Home is the sailor, home from the sea, | |
| And the hunter home from the hill. |


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