Wonderful things of folks are said When they have pa**ed away Roses adorn their narrow bed Over the sleeping clay Give me the roses while I live Trying to cheer me on Useless are flowers that you give After the soul is gone Let us not wait to do good deeds Till they have pa**ed away Now is the time to sow good seeds While here on earth we stay Give me the roses while I live Trying to cheer me on Useless are flowers that you give After the soul is gone Kind words are useless when folks lie Cold in a narrow bed Don't wait till d**h to speak kind words Now should the words be said Give me the roses while I live Trying to cheer me on Useless are flowers that you give After the soul is gone Give me the roses while I live Don't wait until I die To spread the roses over my grave To see as you pa** it by Give me the roses while I live Trying to cheer me on Useless are flowers that you give After the soul is gone