Song | Jar Of Clay |
Artist | Pinmonkey |
Album | Speak No Evil |
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Children do not weep for me | |
When you hear | |
I’m dead and gone | |
In the Savior’s arms | |
I’ll be Just a like | |
I told you all along | |
When my soul leaves this earth | |
And you go to put me in the ground | |
Dig a place out of the dirt | |
Say a prayer and lay my body down | |
Make my coffin straight and long | |
With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
Oh when my spirit’s gone | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
So do not seal me in a vault | |
Or buy a tomb to lay me in | |
Flesh and bone were meant to rot | |
And I go back to the earth again | |
Make my coffin straight and long | |
With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
Oh when my spirit’s gone | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
Oh make my coffin straight and long | |
With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
Oh when my spirit’s gone | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust |
Children do not weep for me | |
When you hear | |
I' m dead and gone | |
In the Savior' s arms | |
I' ll be Just a like | |
I told you all along | |
When my soul leaves this earth | |
And you go to put me in the ground | |
Dig a place out of the dirt | |
Say a prayer and lay my body down | |
Make my coffin straight and long | |
With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
So do not seal me in a vault | |
Or buy a tomb to lay me in | |
Flesh and bone were meant to rot | |
And I go back to the earth again | |
Make my coffin straight and long | |
With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
Oh make my coffin straight and long | |
With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust |
Children do not weep for me | |
When you hear | |
I' m dead and gone | |
In the Savior' s arms | |
I' ll be Just a like | |
I told you all along | |
When my soul leaves this earth | |
And you go to put me in the ground | |
Dig a place out of the dirt | |
Say a prayer and lay my body down | |
Make my coffin straight and long | |
With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
So do not seal me in a vault | |
Or buy a tomb to lay me in | |
Flesh and bone were meant to rot | |
And I go back to the earth again | |
Make my coffin straight and long | |
With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
Oh make my coffin straight and long | |
With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
Let this jar of clay return to dust |