(Carter Stanley) I often sing, for those I love Who go to live, with Christ above No more on earth, their forms I'll see When I am gone, who'll sing for me Who'll sing for me, when I am gone And it won't be long, 'til (when) I'll see When I am gone, who'll sing for me. 'Til I too, must say goodbye Just over there, with Christ I'll be Get all my friends, to sing for me. Who'll sing for me, when I am gone As I so oft, for friends have done And it won't be long, 'til (when) I'll see When I am gone, who'll sing for me...