The Caretaker - Mono Version

I live in the cemetery
"Old Caretaker", they call me
In the wintertime I rake the leaves
And in the summer I cut the weeds
When a funeral comes the people cry and pray
They bury their dead, then they all go away
But through their grief I still can see
Their hate and greed and jealousy
So here I work and I somehow hide
From a world that rushes by outside
And each night when I rest my head
I'm contented as the peaceful dead

But who's going to cry when old John dies?
Who's going to cry when old John dies?

Once I was a young man dashing with the girls
Now no one wants an old man
I lost my handsome curls
But I want to say, when my time comes
Lay me facing the rising sun
Put me in a corner where I buried my pup
Tell the preacher to pray, then cover me up
Don't plant flowers where my head should be
Maybe God would let some grow for me
And all the little children that I love like my own
Will they be sorry that Old Josh is gone?

Who's going to cry when old John dies?
Who's going to cry when old John dies?