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In this world today
Where we're living
Some folks say
The worst of us they can
But when we are dead
And in our caskets
They always slip some lilies
In our hands
Will you give me my flowers
While I'm livin
And let me enjoy them
While I can
Don't wait til I抦 ready
To be buried
And then slip some lilies
In my hand
In this world is
Where we need our flowers
And a kind word to help us
Get along
So if you can't give me flowers
While I'm livin
Then please don't throw them
When I'm gone
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