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Death, Oh, Death ! Why don't you spare me over (lyrics) song

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Published on Apr 11, 2012

See the lyrics below (scroll down here)
©2006...2017 copyright Irish Roots Cafe, all audio and video items are in the public domain, used with permission, or property of the Irish Roots Cafe. False copyright claims are actionable.
This famous tune is in the public domain, being well over 100 yrs. old. This particular vocal sound recording is copyrighted by Michael C. O'Laughlin, vocalist.
Please subscribe: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCLvl... ( Lyrics below) Recorded at the Irish Song and Recitation Festival. As sung by Mike O'Laughlin at the Irish Roots Cafe. Recorded there by Irishroots.com
This video is illustrated with historical depictions of life in Ireland from the archives of the Irish Genealogical Foundation. This song, popular in 19th and 20th century America, has been performed in many differing styles over the years.
The use of lyrics by O'Laughlin is unique, including some of the earliest known:

Death, Oh Death,
Why don't you spare me over
till another year
My word is to summon thee
remember I come by heavens decree.

What is this that I can't see
with Ice cold hands coming over me..
Well I am death
None can excel
I'll open your doors to Heaven or Hell......

Whoa, death someone would say
Why dont you wait to take me another day
The children prayed, the preacher preached
The Time for mercy has been reached

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
Nows the time, come and go with me

I am death I come to take the soul
To Leave the body and leave it cold
To strip the flesh right off of the frame
Dirt and worm both have a claim

I am a flower, Just in bloom
why must you cut me, down so soon

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 closed my eyes so I can't see
Well you're hurtin' my body
You make me cold
You run the life right outta my soul

Oh death please consider my age
Please don't take me at this stage
All my wealth is at your command
If you will move your icy hand

Oh the young, the rich the poor
Hunger like me outside your door
No wealth, no ruin, no silver no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul

Why don't you spare me over
til another year

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