Pretty soon you'll be able to remember her, laying in the garden, singing. Right where she always be. The door is always open

And this is the place that I loved her. And these are the friends that she had. Long may the mountain reign to the sound of her laughter. She goes on and on

In her soft wind I will whisper. In her warm sun I will glisten, till we see the wants again, in a world without end

We owe it all to Frank Sinatra. Lomar melted when she heard him groom. And Alan got swept away and they did magic together

And here’s to the sound of children. And the clear blue mountain view. Where colouring in the sky, and painting ladder to heaven. She goes on and on

In her soft wind I will whisper. In her warm sun I will glisten, till we see the wants again, in a world without end. Amen

In her soft wind I will whisper. In her warm sun I will glisten, and I always will remember, in a world without end. Amen