[Intro - Dark Banjo Picking, Low Baritone Guitar] [Low Spoken Male Voice] I saw him coming. Black coat. Cold eyes. He thought I was done. He was wrong. [Verse 1 - Deep Raspy Male Rap] Death came riding when the night got cold Black hat low and a hand like stone He had my name written down somewhere Said, "Son, your time is waiting over there" I looked at him and laughed real slow Said, "You came a little early. You should already know." I've been shot at I've been left for dead Been one bad breath from a coffin bed But every damn time when the reaper came I slipped through the dark and walked away [Banjo Fill - Sharp Twangy Riff] [Hook - Deep Male Lead + Low Vocal Doubles] Grim Reaper You don't know me Grim Reaper You don't own me Tell the ferryman Don't wait for me I ain't crossing Not today Grim Reaper You can come again I'll be waiting with a crooked grin Tell the ferryman He ain't getting paid I keep jumping off the grave [Verse 2 - Gritty Half-Spoken Rap] One bad road one black night Headlights coming straight through the dust Truck rolled twice glass broke everywhere Woke up bleeding but I was still there Next time came with a loaded gun Man thought he had me thought the race was done He pulled the trigger. Missed. I didn't ask why. Just walked away. [Instrumental Break - Heavy Kick + Banjo Lead + Dirty Electric Guitar] [Verse 3 - More Aggressive Rap] I've seen the river I've stood at the shore Heard that old ferryman asking for more "Got a coin?" I said, "Not today." "Got a reason?" "Yeah. I'm walking away." He shook his head like he'd seen me before Said, "Boy, you keep coming back to my door." I said, "Then stop leaving it open." [Banjo Drop - Single Heavy Notes] [Breakdown - Beat Drops] [Low Spoken Male Voice] Three times. Maybe four. I stopped counting. He keeps knocking. I keep leaving. [Pause] That's bad business. [Build - Kick Returns] [Hook - Full Beat + Vocal Layers] Grim Reaper You don't know me Grim Reaper You don't own me Tell the ferryman Don't wait for me I ain't crossing Not today Grim Reaper You can come again I'll be waiting with a crooked grin Tell the ferryman He ain't getting paid I keep jumping off the grave [Final Hook Variation - Bigger Vocal Layers] No coin for the ferryman No seat for me No black boat waiting on that dark river sea If death wants a name Tell him mine ain't ready I'm still breathing. Still walking. Still standing. [Outro - Banjo Slowly Fading] [Low Spoken Male Voice] Tell the Reaper... I'll see him when I see him. [Pause] Not tonight.
