Won't you spare me over til another year
Well what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands takin' hold of me
Well I am death, none can excel
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
Whoa, death 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 cant walk
I'll lock your jaw til you cant talk
I'll close your eyes so you can't see
This very hour, come and go with me
I'm death I come to take the soul
Leave the body and leave it cold
To draw up the flesh off of the frame
Dirt and worm both have a claim
O, Death
O, 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've close my eyes so I can't see
Well you're hurtin' my body
You make me cold
You run my life right outta 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
Hunger like me you know
No wealth, no ruin, no silver no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
O, Death
O, Death
Wont you spare me over 'til another year
Wont you spare me over 'til another year
Wont you spare me over 'til another year
Read more: Ralph Stanley - O Death Lyrics | MetroLyrics
Won't you spare me over til another yearWell what is this that I can't seeWith ice cold hands takin' hold of meWell I am death, none can excelI'll open the door to heaven or hellWhoa, death someone would prayCould you wait to call me another dayThe children prayed, the preacher preachedTime and mercy is out of your reachI'll fix your feet til you cant walkI'll lock your jaw til you cant talkI'll close your eyes so you can't seeThis very hour, come and go with meI'm death I come to take the soulLeave the body and leave it coldTo draw up the flesh off of the frameDirt and worm both have a claimO, DeathO, DeathWon't you spare me over til another yearMy mother came to my bedPlaced a cold towel upon my headMy head is warm my feet are coldDeath is a-movin upon my soulOh, death how you're treatin' meYou've close my eyes so I can't seeWell you're hurtin' my bodyYou make me coldYou run my life right outta my soulOh death please consider my agePlease don't take me at this stageMy wealth is all at your commandIf you will move your icy handOh the young, the rich or poorHunger like me you knowNo wealth, no ruin, no silver no goldNothing satisfies me but your soulO, DeathO, DeathWont you spare me over 'til another yearWont you spare me over 'til another yearWont you spare me over 'til another yearRead more: Ralph Stanley - O Death Lyrics | MetroLyrics
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