When I'm done with this cruel world plant me a rose let it grow on my grave as I rest at last I'll be going home. as I lay there down beneath my rose don't shed one tear for the life that I lead at last I'll be at peace. In the next world I'm sure to find me some peace there'll be no one to take advantage of me at last I'll be free. It's a long way a long life filled with despair many a treachery befallen me But at last I'm going home