O' Death - Peregrino

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 on me

Fear has got me in its grip

I feel my life begin to slip

Well I am death, none can excel

I can open the door to Heaven or Hell

I’ll cast aside the flesh of thee

Your plea for mercy is lost on me

O' Death

O' Death

Won’t you spare me over 'til another year

Oh Mama, mama, come to my bed

Place a cold rag on my head

My head is warm and my feet are cold

Death is movin' upon my soul

I’ll fix your feet til you can’t walk

I’ll lock your jaw til you can’t talk

I’ll close your eyes so you can’t see

This very hour come and go with me

I have come to take the soul

Leave the body and leave it cold

I’ll peel the flesh up off the frame

Dirt and worm both have a claim

O' Death

O' Death

Won’t you spare me over 'til another year