Subj : Re: Happy, Shiny SotD
To   : alt.tv.farscape
From : John Iwaniszek
Date : Thu Sep 22 2005 03:05:02

From Newsgroup: alt.tv.farscape

Jim Larson <larsonjmR.E.M.O.V.E.@gmail.com> wrote in 
news:Xns96D8ACB4ECB563v234oiwofui3284af93@130.133.1.18:

> This came up recently in regard to Oh, Brother Where Art Thou?
> 
> O Death
> Ralph 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 so you can't walk.
> I'll lock your jaw so you can't talk.
> I'll close your eyes so you can't see.
> This very hour, come and go with me.
> I'm Death; I come to take the soul,
> Leave the body and leave it cold,
> To drop the flesh off of the frame;
> The earth 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 treating me.
> You've closed my eyes so I can't see.
> Well, you're hurting my body,
> You make me cold.
> You run my life right out of 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 land, no silver, no gold
> Nothing satisfies me but your soul.
> O, Death,
> O, Death,
> Won't you spare me over til another year?
> Won't you spare me over til another year?
> Won't you spare me over til another year?
> 

Yay!

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