Who'll Be There ?

Who'll be there to hold my hand?
Who'll be standing by?
Will any shed a tear for me
As I prepare to die?

Who'll be there to pray for me?
Who'll be there to sing?
And who'll be there to kiss my cheek
If I go in the spring?

Who can say these things for sure?
Guess I should not care.
I wouldn't if I knew my love
Was certain to be there.

So as the day draws closer,
Guess I'll dare to deign
To ask if she would care to come
And see me once again.

Should she come, I'm sure to leave,
Calm, without a care.
Joyful for all of those who came,
No matter who'll be there.

GREENWOLFE 1962