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music and lyrics traditional:
this accapella version is by Ralph Stanley
on the O Brother Where Art Thou soundtrack
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O, Death
O, Death

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 air, 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

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music and lyrics:Camper Van Beethoven
from the record
Our Beloved Revoultionary Sweetheart
clearly influenced by the Ralph Stanley song...

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My name is death and I excel
I can open the gates to Heaven or Hell
Cast aside the flesh of thee
Cast aside and set you free

Oh-oh Death, Oh-oh-oh Death,
Can't you spare me over till another year

I lock their jaws so they can't talk,
Stiffen their legs so they can't walk
Close their eyes so they can't see
The chill you feel, it comes from me

Oh-oh Death, Oh-oh-oh Death,
Can't you spare me over till another year

Oh Ma-ma mama come to my bed
Place a cold rag on my head
My eyes are aching and I cannot see
I feel the sheet pulling over me

Oh-oh Death, Oh-oh-oh Death,
Can't you spare me over till another year

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