Words and Music by Michael Reynolds Children do not weep for me When you hear Im dead and gone In the Saviors arms Ill 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 spirits 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 spirits 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 spirits 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