| Song | Jar Of Clay |
| Artist | Pinmonkey |
| Album | Speak No Evil |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Children do not weep for me | |
| When you hear | |
| I’m dead and gone | |
| In the Savior’s arms | |
| I’ll be Just a like | |
| I told you all along | |
| When my soul leaves this earth | |
| And you go to put me in the ground | |
| Dig a place out of the dirt | |
| Say a prayer and lay my body down | |
| Make my coffin straight and long | |
| With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
| Oh when my spirit’s gone | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| So do not seal me in a vault | |
| Or buy a tomb to lay me in | |
| Flesh and bone were meant to rot | |
| And I go back to the earth again | |
| Make my coffin straight and long | |
| With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
| Oh when my spirit’s gone | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| Oh make my coffin straight and long | |
| With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
| Oh when my spirit’s gone | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust |
| Children do not weep for me | |
| When you hear | |
| I' m dead and gone | |
| In the Savior' s arms | |
| I' ll be Just a like | |
| I told you all along | |
| When my soul leaves this earth | |
| And you go to put me in the ground | |
| Dig a place out of the dirt | |
| Say a prayer and lay my body down | |
| Make my coffin straight and long | |
| With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
| Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| So do not seal me in a vault | |
| Or buy a tomb to lay me in | |
| Flesh and bone were meant to rot | |
| And I go back to the earth again | |
| Make my coffin straight and long | |
| With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
| Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| Oh make my coffin straight and long | |
| With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
| Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust |
| Children do not weep for me | |
| When you hear | |
| I' m dead and gone | |
| In the Savior' s arms | |
| I' ll be Just a like | |
| I told you all along | |
| When my soul leaves this earth | |
| And you go to put me in the ground | |
| Dig a place out of the dirt | |
| Say a prayer and lay my body down | |
| Make my coffin straight and long | |
| With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
| Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| So do not seal me in a vault | |
| Or buy a tomb to lay me in | |
| Flesh and bone were meant to rot | |
| And I go back to the earth again | |
| Make my coffin straight and long | |
| With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
| Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| Oh make my coffin straight and long | |
| With wood that rots and nails that rust | |
| Oh when my spirit' s gone | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust | |
| Let this jar of clay return to dust |