Chords for Ralph Stanley: "O'Death" - Live
Tempo:
82.675 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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Well, I've been in the business for 62 years and I sang in it when I was a little boy.
So I'd say I've been a singer now 75 years.
pretty good for an old man like me.
old and I'm proud of every day of it and every gray hair I've got.
[F#] I'd like to do you a [A] acapella song [F#] now that I had the privilege of recording on the soundtrack of Old Brother
[N] Oh, dear
dear
till another year
So I'd say I've been a singer now 75 years.
pretty good for an old man like me.
old and I'm proud of every day of it and every gray hair I've got.
[F#] I'd like to do you a [A] acapella song [F#] now that I had the privilege of recording on the soundtrack of Old Brother
[N] Oh, dear
dear
till another year
100% ➙ 83BPM
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Well, I've been in the business for 62 years and I sang in it when I was a little boy.
So I'd say I've been a singer now 75 years.
That's pretty good for an old man like me.
_ _ _ 81 years old and I'm proud of every day of it and every gray hair I've got. _
_ [F#] _ _ I'd like to do you a [A] acapella song [F#] now that I had the privilege of recording on the soundtrack of Old Brother
for our [G#] town.
[F] _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ Oh, dear
_ Oh, _ oh, oh, dear
_ Won't you spare me over till another year
Well, what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands taking hold of me
_ Well, I am dead, none can excel
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
_ _ Oh, dear, someone would pray
Could you wait to call me another day
The children prayed, the preacher preached
Time and mercy around your wreath
_ I'll fix your feet till you can't walk
I'll lock your jaws till you can't talk
_ I'll close till you can't see
This very hour, come and go with me
_ _ Death, I come to take the soul
_ _ Leave the body and leave it cold
To drop the flesh right off the frame
The earth and worm both have a claim _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Oh, oh, oh, _ _ dear
_ _ Won't you spare me over till another year
_ Won't you spare me over till another year _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
So I'd say I've been a singer now 75 years.
That's pretty good for an old man like me.
_ _ _ 81 years old and I'm proud of every day of it and every gray hair I've got. _
_ [F#] _ _ I'd like to do you a [A] acapella song [F#] now that I had the privilege of recording on the soundtrack of Old Brother
for our [G#] town.
[F] _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ Oh, dear
_ Oh, _ oh, oh, dear
_ Won't you spare me over till another year
Well, what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands taking hold of me
_ Well, I am dead, none can excel
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
_ _ Oh, dear, someone would pray
Could you wait to call me another day
The children prayed, the preacher preached
Time and mercy around your wreath
_ I'll fix your feet till you can't walk
I'll lock your jaws till you can't talk
_ I'll close till you can't see
This very hour, come and go with me
_ _ Death, I come to take the soul
_ _ Leave the body and leave it cold
To drop the flesh right off the frame
The earth and worm both have a claim _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Oh, oh, oh, _ _ dear
_ _ Won't you spare me over till another year
_ Won't you spare me over till another year _
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