| O, Death
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| O, Death
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| O, Death
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| Won’t you spare me over 'til another year
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| Well what is this that I can’t see
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| With ice cold hands takin' hold of me
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| Well I am Death, none can excel
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| I’ll open the door to Heaven or Hell
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| Whoa, Death someone would pray
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| Could you wait to call me another day
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| The children prayed, the preacher preached
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| Time and mercy is out of your reach
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| I’ll fix your feet 'til you can’t walk
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| I’ll lock your jaw 'til you can’t talk
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| I’ll close your eyes so you can’t see
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| This very hour, come and go with me
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| I’m Death I come to take the soul
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| Leave the body and leave it cold
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| To draw up the flesh off of the frame
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| Dirt and worm both have a claim
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| O, Death
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| O, Death
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| Won’t you spare me over 'til another year
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| My mother came to my bed
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| Placed a cold towel upon my head
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| My head is warm my feet are cold
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| Death is a-movin' upon my soul
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| Oh, Death how you’re treatin' me
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| You’ve close my eyes so I can’t see
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| Well you’re hurtin' my body
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| You make me cold
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| You run my life right outta my soul
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| Oh Death please consider my age
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| Please don’t take me at this stage
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| My wealth is all at your command
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| If you will move your icy hand
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| The old, the young, the rich or poor
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| All alike to me you know
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| No wealth, no land, no silver no gold
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| Nothing satisfies me but your soul
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| O, Death
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| O, Death
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| Won’t you spare me over 'til another year
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| Won’t you spare me over 'til another year
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| Won’t you spare me over 'til another year |