Be where I may when death brings in his bill
Demanding payment for lifes lingering debt
Or in my native village nestling still
Or tracing scenes Ive never known as yet
O let one wish go where I will be mine
To turn me back & wander home to dye
Mong nearest friends my latest breath resign
& in my church yard wi' my kindred lye
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