Conversations With Death (aka "Death And A Lady: Echoes Of A Mortal Conversation" or "Oh Death")
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Dock Boggs
and multiple other artists
What is this that I can see
With icy hands taking hold on me
I am death and none can excel
I'll open the doors to heaven or hell
Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year
Oh, death, someone would pray
Couldnt you call some other day
God's children prayed
The preacher's preached
The time of mercy is out of your reach
I'll fix your feet so you can't walk
I'll lock your jaws so you can't talk
Close your eyes so you can 't see
This very hour come go with me
Death, I come to take the soul
Leave the body and leave it cold
To drop the flesh oft of the frame
The earth and worms both have a claim
Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year
My mother come to my bed
Place a cold towel upon my head
My head is warm, my feet is cold
Death is moving upon my soul
Oh, death, how you treating me
Close my eyes so I can't see
You hurt my body
You make me cold
You're ruling my life right out of my soul
Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year
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
The old, the young, the rich or poor
Are all alike with me, you know
No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year
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