o_death a bird of constant blather (robert stanley) 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 (yes, a bluegrass song a weird old goth like me could love) 011217 ... morbid bird Ralph Stanley (correcting myself) 020412 ... stork daddy you got to go to that lonesome valley 020412 ... tourist Never saw the Film, But someone gave me the soundtrack CD. It was given to him by someone else, But he didn't care for it. I played it over and over Again and again At work and on the Road. Now I'm back to listening To the Clash And The Stones, And sometimes some Patsy Cline. 020413 ... god escape_velocity 020413 what's it to you? who go blather from