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Oh Death |
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Whoa, 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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Both ice-cold hands taken 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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Oh, Death, well, 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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Death, I come to take the soul |
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Leave the body and leave it cold |
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To drop the flesh off of the frame |
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The earth and worms both have a claim |
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Oh Death |
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Whoa, 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 closed my eyes so I can't see |
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Well, you're hurtin' my body, you make me cold |
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You run my life right out of 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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Oh the young, the rich or poor |
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All alike me, you know |
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No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold |
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Nothin' satisfies me but your soul |
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Oh death |
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Whoa, death |
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Won't you spare me over to another year |
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Won't you spare me over to another year |
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Won't you spare me over to another year |
