When I come to the end of
my journey
And I travel my last weary mile,
Just forget if you can,
that I ever frowned
And remember only the smile.
Forget unkind words I have spoken;
Remember some good I have done,
Forget that I ever had a heartache
And remember I've had loads of fun.
Forget that I have stumbled
and blundered 
And sometimes fell by the way.
Remember I have fought some
hard battles
And won, ere the close of the day,
Then forget to grieve for my going,
I would not have had you sad
for a day,
But in summer just gather
some flowers
And remember the place where
I lay,
And come in the evening
When the sun paints the sky in
the west
Stand for a few moments
beside me
And remember only my best.