When I'm gone don't bury me I will not lie under this town I will not lie where I can't see Please don't put me underground If the day is sunny, let my father say some words If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories Oh my sister will bake a cake and on it she'll write something funny Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money And as for all that is inside; you can give to medicine As for all my bones and hide; just find a fire to put them in If the day is sunny, let my father say some words If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories Oh my sister will bake a cake and on it she'll write something funny Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money Though I may be relatively young I hope in the final moments I hear every song I've ever sung, at once When I'm gone don't weep and moan Where I'm going is a pleasant stay I'll visit my grandfather's home Drink gin with Billy Holiday If the day is sunny let my father say some words If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories Oh my sister will bake a cake and on it she'll write something funny Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money When I'm gone don't bury me I will not lie under this dirty town I will not lie where I can't see Please don't put me underground No, please don't put me underground