64526: When I'm Killed

<p dir="ltr"> When I'm killed, don't think of me<br> Buried there in Cambrin Wood,<br> Nor as in Zion think of me<br> With the Intolerable Good.<br> And there's one thing that I know well,<br> I'm damned if I'll be damned to Hell!<br> So when I'm killed, don't wait for me,<br> Walking the dim corridor;<br> In Heaven or Hell, don't wait for me,<br> Or you must wait for evermore.<br> You'll find me buried, living-dead<br> In these verses that you've read.<br> So when I'm killed, don't mourn for me,<br> Shot, poor lad, so bold and young,<br> Killed and gone---don't mourn for me.<br> On your lips my life is hung:<br> O friends and lovers, you can save<br> Your playfellow from the grave.</p>