Don’t!
Sit there
His spirit still resides there
In that chair
His body lies there
We must leave everything exactly as he left it
CHORUS:
My man, my man, oh how I miss my man X4
The dust!
Resides there
It has long settled
With great care
We must leave everything exactly as he left it
CHORUS
I won’t!
Move on
I will forever
Miss my man
How dare you try to pry my legs open
CHORUS
I have lost the taste
I can no longer bake
The most amazing cakes
In all sizes and shapes
Ever since the wake
My hands they shake
Oh for goodness sake
Oh for what should I take?
My man, my man....
Oh, my man, I miss you so, oh, my man, why did you go?
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