By Ralph Stanley
Take from O Brother, Where Art Thou? Album
Oh Death, Whoa, death! Won't you spare me over 'til another year? Well, what is this, that I can't see? Both ice-cold hands taken hold of me Well, I am death none can excel I'll open the door to heaven or hell Oh, Death, well, someone would pray Could you wait to call me another day? The children prayed, the preacher preached Time and mercy is out of your reach I'll fix your feet 'til you can't walk I'll lock your jaw 'til you can't talk I'll close your eyes so you can't see This very hour, come and go with me Death, I come to take the soul Leave the body and leave it cold To drop the flesh off of the frame The earth and worms both have a claim Oh Death, Whoa, 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 Death is a' movin' upon my soul Oh death! How you're treatin' me You closed my eyes so I can't see Well, you're hurtin' my body, you make me cold You run my life right out of my soul Oh Death! Please consider my age Please don't take me at this stage My wealth is all at your command If you will move your icy hand Oh the young, the rich or poor All alike me, you know No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold Nothin' satisfies me but your soul Oh death! Whoa, death! Won't you spare me over to another year Won't you spare me over to another year Won't you spare me over to another year
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