Shakey Graves - O Death على يركيت

Lyrkit

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O Death

O Death

O Death, O Death
Won't you spare me over till another year?

Well what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands taking hold of me?
Well I am death none can excel
I open the door to heaven or hell

O Death, someone would pray
Could you wait to call me another day?
The children pray, the preacher preach
The time and mercy is out of your reach

I'll fix your feet till you can't walk
I'll lock your jaw till you can't talk
I'll close your eyes so you can't see
This very hour come and go with me

I am death I come to take the soul
And leave a body and I'll leave it cold
To draw the flesh up off the frame
And dirt and worm both have their claim

O Death, O Death
Won't you spare me over till another year?
O Death, O Death
Won't you spare me over till another year?

My mother came up to my bed
And placed a cold towel upon my head
My head is warm, my feet are cold
And death is moving up all night long

O Death, how you are treating me
You've closed my eyes so I can't see
And you hurt my body and make me cold
You run my life right out of my soul

O Death, please consider my age
Please, don't take me out at this stage
My wealth is all at your command
If you will move your icy hand

The old, the young, the rich or poor
All alike to me, I should know
No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul

O Death, O Death
Won't you spare me over till another year?
O Death, O Death
Won't you spare me over till another year?

Won't you spare me over till another year?
Won't you spare me over till another year?
(Won't you spare me over?)

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