I accept my faith with pleasure
Please don’t allow my body to be feed on by the vulture
Promise me that I will be mention in every culture
And my grave will be a reminder to them of my great adventure.
In the military I was a commander
Now in just 1 minutes I will meet face to face with my maker
Please don’t let my family cry for my dusty body
That will soon decay which will make me look as if I was never a somebody.
Oh! Take my dead body to my family
So that I will be buried bodily
Tell my wife I died raising my country’s banner
That I did not die like a commoner
Tell my children I died as their protector
That i have gone to meet my creator
And Christ my vindicator
Now I can give up my ghost
And journey to meet my creator whom is the Lord of host.
Written by Davidson perfect Jim
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