If it should be I grow frail and weak
and pain should wake me from my sleep
Then you must do what must be done
for this last battle can not be won
You will be sad I understand
Dont let your grief then stay your hand
for this day more than the rest
your love and friendship stand the test
We've so many happy years
What is to come will hold no fears
You will not want me to suffer so
when the time comes please let me go
I know you too will see
It is a kindness you do to me
Although my tail it's last has waved
From pain and suffering I have been saved
Do not grieve that it should be you
who has to decide this thing to do
we've been so close, we two, these years
Don't let your heart hold any tears