WHO WILL CRY OVER ME?
All my life I have given to others
When I needed a helping hand where are my brothers?
I don’t have anyone to turn when I am in need you see
When I am down and out or sick, who will cry over me?
Some times I drop my head and cry
And ask why, why, why?
To those I love I give my all and all
To them I am like a discarded ball.
Lord, Lord, Lord I cry
Why, why, Why?
Am I in this world alone?
It is so sad to think
Who will cry over me when I am gone?
Lord is it worth it that I share my love so fully
If I stop this helping hand I am considered a bully
If I quit letting myself be used I become an object of hostility
I really beg the question, who will cry over me?
When I am gone
Those I’ve loved are now alone
Will there be one heart in the crowd as I lay my head to rest finally
That will carry a teardrop and cry over me?