Let Me Go When I come to the end of the road And the sun has set for me, I want no rites in a gloom-filled room; Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little, but not too long And not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that we once shared; Miss me, but let me go. For this is a journey that we all must take And each must go alone.

It’s all a part of the Master’s plan, A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick of heart, Go to the friends we know, And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds; Miss me, but let me go