Traditional
O Death
What is this? i can't see with ice cold hands takin' hold of me
I am death comin' to excel, i'll open the door to heaven or hell
Oh, death. oh, death
Won't you spare me over til another year?
Oh, death someone would say could you wait to come til another day
The children pray, the preacher preach, time and mercy are out of your reach
I'll fix your legs til you can't walk
I'll lock your jaw til you can't talk
I'll close your eyes til can see the very air go with me
I am death come to take the soul, leave the body and leave it cold
Draw the flesh above the frey; earth and worm both have a claim
Oh, death.oh, death
Won't you spare me over til another year?
My mother came to my bed placed a cold towel upon my head
My head is warm, my feet are cold, deaths movin' upon my soul
Oh, death how you treaten' me
You close my eyes til i can't see
You hurt my body, you leave me could, you pull the life right outta my soul
Oh, death.oh, death
Won't you spare me over til another year?
Oh death consider my age; please don't take me at this stage
My wealth is all is all at your comand if you will move your icy hand
Oh the young, the rich, the poor
Their all alike to me you know
No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold
Nothin' satisfies but your soul
Oh, death.oh, death
Won't you spare me over til another year?
*instrumental*