O Death, O Death, won’t you spare me over till another year? O Death, O Death, won’t you spare me over till another year? Well what is this that I can’t see, cold earth rising up for me. The breath runs short, the marrow dries, roots are waiting where the body lies. O Death, O Death, won’t you spare me over till another year? O Death, O Death, won’t you spare me over till another year? No gold, no crown, no preacher’s prayer, can keep these hands from pulling me there. The river calls, the soil will keep, all flesh surrenders to the sleep. O Death, O Death, won’t you spare me over till another year? O Death, O Death, won’t you spare me over till another year? My breath is short, my eyes grow dim, I cannot stay, I can’t defend. You close the door, you draw the line, you take us all, it’s just our time. O Death, O Death, won’t you spare me over till another year? O Death, O Death, won’t you spare me over till another year?
