A stranger to any success or renown
And if i should die far south of old Millstreet Town
It will not matter to me then where my bones will lay
Just leave me with Nature and i will be okay
Does not matter if they bury me or to ashes me they burn
From Nature i came and to her I'll return
In immortal Mother Nature so much to admire
And of singing her praises could one ever tire,
The wonders of Nature is an amazing thing
And the praises of Nature with joy we should sing
We are part of Nature it does seem to me
Though many with my thinking may not agree
To your unseen God you may kneel for to pray
But in Mother Nature's bosom your remains will lay.
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