When I'm dead and gone Long after my time Will anyone see if they bury me With a troubled mind? Beneath the ground Where the sun will not shine Will anyone know that I had to go With a troubled mind? I am not lonely Not the worrying kind But oh, how I suffer From a troubled mind When the Lord takes my hand To the other side Will anyone hear the sound of a tear And a troubled mind? I am not lonely Not the worrying kind But oh, how I suffer From a troubled mind When they lay me down At the end of my life Will I be alone, the words on my stone A troubled mind?