Chords for Ralph Stanley O Death

_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ Hit it again.
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Oh, death, someone would pray, could you wait to call me another day?
My mother came to my bed, placed a cold towel upon my head.
Well my head is warm, my feet are cold, death is moving upon my soul.
Oh, death, how you're treating me, you close my eyes till I can't see.
You're hurting my body, you're making me cold, you run my life right out of my soul.
_ _ Oh, death, please consider my age, don't take me at this stage.
My wealth is all at your command, if you will move your icy hands.
Oh, the young, the rich are poor, all are like me. _ _
No wealth, no land, no silver or gold, nothing satisfies me but your soul. _
Oh, death, oh _ death, _ won't you spare me over till another year?
_ Won't you spare me over till another year?
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