when i am gone

as i wait for the end , 

i think of you ,

when i am gone 

what will you do ,

to live this life alone 

in this house you must call home ,

my children i am so sorry 

i was only thinking of you 

why must you go hungery 

what was i to do ,

i had to rob and steel

to keep you all strong 

but now i am at the end of this rope 

i now know it was wrong ,

fair well my loved ones 

and to my beloved children 

pray to god every night 

 we will be toughter again 

writen 

by 

paul o carroll