Bury Me When I Die

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Bury me when I die
Upon a hillside high
So that I can look down from above
To the meadow and the moor
And the craggy Cornish shore
That surrounds this granite county that I love

Where the old mine chimneys rise
And are pointing to the sky's
Where the gorse is blooming golden in the spring
Where bronze age men of old
Built their shelters from the cold
On that hillside where the meadow larks will Sing

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Where the kestrels glide the breeze
And the busy honey bees
On the perfumed autumn heather get their fill
Where the evening sun will shine
On the yellow Celandine
Please bury me right up there on the hill

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And from my lofty perch
I will look out ore the church
To the harbour lights reflected in the sea
Where the fishing boats will ride
Bobbing gently on the tide
Please up there on the hillside bury me

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On the hillside I shall hear
The hymns I hold so dear
From the chapel in the valley down below
Oh how happy I shall be
Nearer my god to thee
On the hillside, in the Cornwall, I love so.