Turn away if you could get me a drink of water,
'cause my lips are chapped and faded,
Call my aunt Marie, help her gather all my things,
and bury me in all my favorite colors, my sisters and my brothers,
still I will not kiss you, 'cause the hardest part of this,
is leaving you.
Now turn away.
Cause I'm awful just to see,
'cause all my hairs abandoned all my body,
oh my agony.
Now that I will never marry, baby I'm just soggy from the chemo,
but countin' down the days to go.
It just ain't living, and I just hope you know,
That if you say (if you say), goodbye today (goodbye today),
I'd ask you to be true. (I'd ask you to be true)
'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you,
ooooh, ooooh, oooh.
'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you.
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