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1, 'O, Death. O, Death. 1, Won't you spare me over 'til another year? 1, Well, what is this that I can't see 1, With ice cold hands takin' hold of me 1, Well I am death, none can excel 1, I'll open the door to heaven or hell 1, 'O, death' someone would pray 1, 'Could you wait to call me another day?' 1, The children prayed, the preacher preached 1, Time and mercy is out of your reach 1, I'll fix your feet 'til you can't walk 1, I'll lock your jaw 'til you can't talk 1, I'll close your eyes so you can't see 1, This very hour, come and go with me 1, I'm death I come to take the soul 1, Leave the body and leave it cold 1, To draw the flesh off of the frame 1, Dirt and worm both have a claim 1, My mother came to my bed 1, Placed a cold towel upon my head 1, My head is warm my feet are cold 1, Death is a-movin' upon my soul 1, Oh, death how you're treatin' me 1, You've close my eyes so I can't see 1, Well you're hurtin' my body 1, You make me cold 1, You run my life right outta my soul 1, Oh death please consider my age 1, Please don't take me at this stage 1, My wealth is all at your command 1, If you will move your icy hand 1, The old, the young, the rich or poor 1, All alike to me, you know 1, No wealth, no land, no silver no gold 1, Nothing satisfies me but your soul 1, Satan is real working in spirit 1, Satan is real working with power He can tempt you an' lead you astray 1, Well, my worn out boots are takin' me down town 1, Now if I were a king and a ruler of nations, 1, With diamonds and jewels profound 1, Well, I'd rather know that I had salvation 1, Would be Satan's jewel crown 1, I've worm it so long but God for my Soul has reached down 1, His love set me free 1, He made me His own, and helped me cast off 1, Satan's jewel crown 1, Oh, the life that I live so sinful and needless, 1, Drinkin' and runnin' around 1, All the things that I do for the love of the devil 1, I know my reward 1, But God for my soul has reached down 1, Ain't none ever seen the face of his foe no 1, He ain't made of flesh & bone 1, He's the one who sits up close beside you 1, An when he's there you are alone 1, Every man is evil yes an every man is a liar 1, An unashamed with the wicked tongues sing 1, In the black soul choir 1, Yes an no man ever seen the face of my lord no 1, Not since he left his skin 1, He's the one you keep cold on the outside girl 1, He's at your door let him in 1, O I will forgive your wrongs 1, Yes i am abel 1, An for my own i feel great shame 1, I would offer up a brick to the back of your head boy 1, If i were cain 1, Little Jesse was a gambler, night and day 1, He used crooked cards and dice. 1, Sinful guy, good hearted but had no soul 1, Heart was hard and cold like ice 1, Jesse was a wild reckless gambler 1, Won a gang of change 1, Altho' a many gambler's heart he led in pain 1, Began to spend a-loose his money 1, Began to be blue, sad and all alone 1, His heart had even turned to stone. 1,What broke Jesse's heart while he was blue and all alone 1, Sweet Lorena packed up and gone 1,Police walked up and shot my friend Jesse down 1, Boys i got to die today 1, He had a gang of crapshooters and gamblers at his bedside 1, Here are the words he had to say: 1, Guess I ought to know 1, Exactly how I wants to go 1, Eight crapshooters to be my pallbearers 1, Let 'em be veiled down in black 1, I want nine men going to the graveyard, bubba and eight men comin back 1, I want a gang of gamblers gathered 'round my coffin-side 1, Crooked card printed on my hearse 1, Don't say the crapshooters'll never grieve over me 1, My life been a doggone curse 1, Send poker players to the graveyard 1, Dig my grave with the ace of spades 1, I want twelve polices in my funeral march 1, High sheriff playin' blackjack, lead the parade 1, I want the judge and solic'ter who jailed me 14 times 1, Put a pair of dice in my shoes (then what?) 1, Let a deck of cards be my tombstone 1, I got the dyin' crapshooter's blues 1, Sixteen real good crapshooters 1, Sixteen bootleggers to sing a song 1, Sixteen racket men gamblin' 1, Couple tend bar while i'm rollin' along 1, She said 'punch me in the stomach' I said girl I do not know, if I punch you in the stomach that our child inside will not grow. 1, She said 'if you truly love me you'll do this thing for me,' so I punched her in the stomach and she fell down to both of her knees. 1,There's a goose walkin' over my grave 1, We went on down the mountain we paid up for the country fair, all the men they spied her flat gut and the women sent birds up to air. 1, Then we found ourselves a half-breed to tell us our fortune today, he painted my hands a deep dark red said, 'now boy you know you gotta pay.' 1, Well she spat and she swore she ground all her teeth then she swolled up all her veins, 1, She said, 'mister for claimin' all that ya know don't you know my brother's bird brained!' 1, She pulled me away by my goosefleshed flesh, she's too late I caught up to my slow. 1, We went back up the mountain we sat down upon our front porch, 1, And come yonder carryin' a bucket was our dead child doin' his chores. 1, So we drunk down a bucket of chokecherry wine and she dunked her thumbs inside, 1, With her thumbs dyed red she grabbed my head and she gouged out both of mine eyes. 1, So I drug her down the mountain, turned her over to the town youths. 1, As she lay there squiblin' and squablin' I said 'girl now your my goose.' 1, I was blind but now I can see 1, I'm alone, all alone, my friends all have fled. 1, My father, he's a drunkard; my mother, she is dead. 1, I'm a poor little child and I wander and weep 1, For the voice of my mother to sing me to sleep. 1, I'm alone, all alone, in this cold world so wild; 1, God look down and pity a drunkard's child. 1, In pity look down and hasten to me 1, And take me to dwell with mother and thee. 1, She sleeps on a hill in a bed of cold clay; 1, How sad it did seem to lay mother away. 1, She is gone with the angels and none do I see; 1, So dear is the face of my mother to me. 1, I'm alone, all alone, in this cold world so wild; 1, God look down and pity a drunkard's child. 1, In pity look down and hasten to me 1, And take me to dwell with mother and thee. 1, It is springtime on earth and the birds are so glad; 1, I listen and I wonder, my heart is so sad. 1, Sweet flowers around and strangers pass by, 1, But the form of my mother no longer is nigh. 1, Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester Pen; 1, There he got his parole. 1, After four long years on a man killing charge, 1, Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road, poor boy, 1, Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road. 1, Tom Joad, he met a truck driving man; 1, There he caught him a ride. 1, He said, "I just got loose from McAlester Pen 1, On a charge called homicide, 1, A charge called homicide." 1, That truck rolled away in a cloud of dust; 1, Tommy turned his face toward home. 1,He met Preacher Casey, and they had a little drink, 1,But they found that his family they was gone, 1,He found that his family they was gone. 1,He found his mother's old fashion shoe, 1, Found his daddy's hat. 1, And he found little Muley and Muley said, 1,"They've been tractored out by the cats, 1,They've been tractored out by the cats." 1, Tom Joad walked down to the neighbor's farm, Found his family. 1, They took Preacher Casey and loaded in a car, And his mother said, "We've got to get away." 1, His mother said, "We've got to get away." 1, Now, the twelve of the Joads made a mighty heavy load; 1, But Grandpa Joad did cry. 1,He picked up a handful of land in his hand, 1, Said: "I'm stayin' with the farm till I die. 1, Yes, I'm stayin' with the farm till I die." 1, They fed him short ribs and coffee and soothing syrup; And Grandpa Joad did die. 1, They buried Grandpa Joad by the side of the road 1,They buried Grandma on the California side. 1, They stood on a mountain and they looked to the west, And it looked like the promised land. 1, That bright green valley with a river running through, 1, There was work for every single hand, they thought, 1, There was work for every single hand. 1, The Joads rolled away to the jungle camp, 1, There they cooked a stew. 1, And the hungry little kids of the jungle camp 1, Now a deputy sheriff fired loose at a man, 1, Shot a woman in the back. 1, Before he could take his aim again, 1, Preacher Casey dropped him in his track, poor boy, 1, Preacher Casey dropped him in his track. 1, They handcuffed Casey and they took him in jail; 1, And then he got away. 1, And he met Tom Joad on the old river bridge, 1, And these few words he did say, poor boy, 1, These few words he did say. 1, "I preached for the Lord a mighty long time, 1, Preached about the rich and the poor. 1, Us workin' folkses, all get together, 1,'Cause we ain't got a chance anymore. 1, We ain't got a chance anymore." 1, Now, the deputies come, and Tom and Casey run 1, To the bridge where the water run down. 1, But the vigilante thugs hit Casey with a club, 1, They laid Preacher Casey on the ground, poor Casey, 1, They laid Preacher Casey on the ground. 1, Tom Joad, he grabbed that deputy's club, 1, Hit him over the head. 1, Tom Joad took flight in the dark rainy night, 1, And a deputy and a preacher lying dead, two men, 1, A deputy and a preacher lying dead. 1, Tom run back where his mother was asleep; 1, He woke her up out of bed. 1, An' he kissed goodbye to the mother that he loved, 1, Ever'body might be just one big soul, 1, Well it looks that a-way to me. 1, Everywhere that you look, in the day or night, That's where I'm a-gonna be 1, Wherever little children are hungry and cry, 1, Wherever people ain't free. 1, Wherever men are fightin' for their rights, That's where I'm a-gonna be, Ma. 1, It was long last Christmas evening 1, The snow was on the ground 1, At his home in North Carolina 1, The murderer, he was found 1, His name was Charlie Lawson 1, And he had a loving wife 1, But they never knew what caused him to take his family's life 1, They say he killed his wife at first 1, While the little one did cry 1, Please papa won't you spare us 1, How it is so hard to die 1, But the raging man could not be stopped 1, He would not heed their call 1, He kept on firing fatal shots 1, And there he killed them off 1, They say he killed his wife at first 1, While the little ones did cry 1, Please papa won't you spare us 1, How it is so hard to die 1, They did not carry him to jail 1, No lawyers would be paid 1, They'll have his trial in another land 1, On the final judgement day 1, They all were all buried in a crowded grave 1, While the angels watched from above 1, Come home, come home my little ones 1, To the land of peace and God 1,I'll see you there no more 1, But when we meet in another land 1, Our trouble will be gone 1, If the river was whiskey and I was a duck 1, I'd dive to the bottom and I'd never come up 1, Oh, tell me how long have I got to wait? 1, Oh, can I get you now, must I hesitate? 1, If the river was whiskey and the branch was wine 1, You would see me in bathing just any old time 1, Oh, tell me how long have I got to wait? 1, Oh, can I get you now, must I hesitate? 1, I was born in England, raised in France 1, I ordered a suit of clothes and they wouldn't send the pants 1, Tell me how long have I got to wait? 1, Oh, can I get you now, must I hesitate? 1, Husband and wife were in anger one night 1, They thought it would be best to part 1, Their only little girl they loved best in the world 1, Was linked between heart to heart 1, Now parting came, they both wanted the child 1,But they waited for with an answer and dread 1,'Which one will you go with now?' Papa he asked 1,And this is what little girl said: 1,Let's all of us stay at home 1, It'd be so sad to be wrong 1, For papa loves mama and mama loves papa 1, And I love you both, don't you know 1, Now you'll regret it some day 1, When afar apart you two may roam 1,No papa to see and no mama with me 1, Let's all of us stay at home 1, Now they became reconciled 1, No king on his throne has a happier home 1, Than that little home is today 1, Many years have fled, now the little girl is dead 1, But you still hear the words that she said I am a noted highwayman, Cole Younger is my name; 1,'Tis deeds and desperation that brought my name to shame. 1,Robbing of the Northfield bank is a thing I'll never deny, 1, But which I will be sorry of until the day I die. 1, We started for old Texas, that grand old Lone Star State; 1, 'Twas there on Nebraska prairies the James Boys we did meet. 1, With knives, gun, and revolvers, we all sit down to play 1,A game of good old poker to pass the time away. 1, Across Nebraska prairies a Denver train we spy. 1,I says to Bob, "We'll rob her as she goes rolling by." 1, We saddled up our horses, northwestward we did go 1, To the godforsaken country called Minnie-soh-tee-oh. 1, I had my eye on the Northfield bank when brother Bob did say, 1, "Cole, if you under-to-take the job, you'll always curse the day." 1, We stationed out our pickets, up to the bank did go, 1, 'Twas there upon the counter, boys, we struck our fatal blow. 1, Saying, "Hand us out your money, sir, and make no long delay. 1, We are the noted Younger boys, and spend no time in play." 1, The cashier, being as true as steel, refused our noted band. 1, 'Twas Jesse James that pulled the trigger that killed this noble man. 1, We run for life, for death was near, four hundred on our trail. 1, We soon was overtaken and landed safe in jail. 1, 'Twas there in the Stillwater jail we lay, a-wearing our lives away. 1, Two James boys left to tell the tale of the sad and fateful day. 1, The sun was sinking in the West and fell with a lingering ray, 1, Through the branches of a forest where a wounded ranger lay; 1, A group had gathered around him, his comrades in the fight; 1, A tear rolled down each manly cheek as they bid his last goodnight. 1, One tried and true companion was kneeling by his side, 1, To stop the life blood flowing, but alas, in vain he tried; 1, To stop the life blood flowing, he found 'twas all in vain; 1, The tears rolled down each manly cheek like light showers of the rain. 1, "Draw closer to me comrades and listen to what I say; 1, I'm a-going to tell a story while my spirit hastens away; 1, Away back in Northwest Texas, that good old lone star state, 1, There's one that's for my coming with a worried heart will wait. 1, It's a fair young girl, my sister, my only joy, my pride; 1, She was my friend from boyhood, had no one left beside; 1, I loved her as a brother, and with a father's care, 1, I strove from grief and sorrow, her gentle heart to spare. 1, But our country was invaded, she called for volunteers; 1, She threw her arms around me, then bursted into tears, 1, Saying, 'Go my darling brother, drive those traitors from our shore; 1, My heart may need your presence, but our country needs you more.' 1,'Tis true I love my country, for her I gave my all; 1, If it had not been for my sister boys, I'd be content to fall; 1, I'm dying comrade, dying; she'll never see me more, 1, But in vain she'll wait my coming by our little cabin door. 1, Ho-bo Bill-y 1, Riding on that eastbound freight train speeding through the night 1, Hobo Bill a railroad bum was fighting for his life 1, The sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul 1, He raised a weak and weary hand to brush away the cold 1, No warm lights flickered round him no blankets there to hold 1,Nothing but the howling wind and the driving rain so cold 1, When he heard a whistle blowing in a dreamy kind of way 1,The hobo seemed contented for he smiled there where he lay 1, Outside the rain was falling on that lonely boxcar door 1, But the little form of Hobo Bill lay still upon the floor 1, While the train sped through the darkness and the raging storm outside 1,No one knew that Hobo Bill was taking his last ride 1, It was early in the morning when they raised the hobo's head 1, The smile still lingered on his face but Hobo Bill was dead 1, There was no mother's longing to soothe his weary soul 1, For he was just a railroad bum who died out in the cold 1, A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm 1, A boy filled with wonderlust who really meant no harm 1, He changed his clothes and shined his boots 1, And combed his dark hair down 1, And his mother cried as he walked out 1, Don't take your guns to town son 1, Leave your guns at home Bill 1, Don't take your guns to town 1, He laughed and kissed his mom 1, And said your Billy Joe's a man 1, I can shoot as quick and straight as anybody can 1, But I wouldn't shoot without a cause 1, I'd gun nobody down 1, But she cried again as he rode away 1,He sang a song as on he rode 1, His guns hung at his hips 1, He rode into a cattle town 1, A smile upon his lips 1, He stopped and walked into a bar 1, And laid his money down 1, But his mother's words echoed again 1, He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand 1, And tried to tell himself he had become a man 1, A dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down 1, And he heard again his mothers words 1, Don't take your guns to town son 1, Leave your guns at home Bill 1, Don't take your guns to town 1, Filled with rage then 1, Billy Joe reached for his gun to draw 1, But the stranger drew his gun and fired 1, Before he even saw 1, As Billy Joe fell to the floor 1, The crowd all gathered 'round 1, And wondered at his final words 1, I am tall and I am thin 1, Of an enviable height 1, And I've been known to be quite handsome 1, From a certain angle and a certain light 1, Well I entered into O'Malley's 1, Said, "O'Malley I have a thirst" 1, O'Malley merely smiled at me 1, said "You wouldn't be the first" 1, I knocked on the bar and pointed 1, To a bottle on the shelf 1, And as O'Malley poured me out a drink 1, I sniffed and crossed myself 1, My hand decided that the time was nigh 1, And for a moment it slipped from view 1, And when it returned, it fairly burned 1, With confidence anew 1, Well the thunder from my steely fist 1, Made all the glasses jangle 1, When I shot him, I was so handsome 1, It was the light, it was the angle 1, "Neighbours!" I cried, "Friends!" I screamed 1, I banged my fist upon the bar 1, "I bear no grudge against you!" 1, And my d_ck felt long and hard 1, "I am the man for which no God waits 1, And for which the whole world yearns 1, I'm marked by darkness and by blood 1, And one thousand powder-burns" 1, Well, you know those fish with swollen lips 1, That clean the ocean floor? 1, When I looked at poor O'Malley's wife 1, That is exactly what I saw 1, I jammed the barrel under her chin 1, And her face looked raw and vicious 1, Her head it landed in the sink 1, With all the dirty dishes 1, Her little daughter Siobhan 1, Pulled beers from dusk till dawn 1, And amongst the townfolk, she was a bit of a joke 1, But she pulled the best beers in town 1, I swooped magnificent upon her 1, As she sat shivering in her grief 1, Like the Madonna painted on the church-house wall 1, In whale's blood and banana leaf 1, Her throat it crumbled in my fist 1, And I spun heroically around 1, To see Caffrey rising from his seat 1, I shot that motherfucker down 1,"I have no free will," I sang 1, As I flew about the murder 1, Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed 1, You really should have heard her 1, I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept 1, I panted like a pup 1, I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes 1, And her husband he stood up 1, And he screamed, "You are an evil man" 1, And I paused a while to wonder 1, "If I have no free will then how could I 1, Be morally culpable, I wonder" 1, I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach 1, And gingerly he sat down 1, And he whispered weirdly, "No offense" 1, And lay upon the ground 1, "None taken," I replied to him 1, With which he gave a little cough 1, With blazing wings I neatly aimed 1, And blew his head completely off 1, I've lived in this town for thirty years 1, And to no-one I am a stranger 1, And I put new bullets in my gun 1, Chamber upon chamber 1, And when I turned my gun on the bird-like Mr. Brookes 1, I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows 1, And as I shot down the youthful Richardson 1, It was Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows 1, I said, "I want to introduce myself 1, And I'm glad that you all came" 1, And I lept upon the bar 1, And shouted out my name 1, Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool 1, Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed 1, And with an ashtray as big as a f_cking big brick 1, I split his head in half 1, His blood spilled across the bar 1, Like a streaming scarlet brook 1, And I knelt at it's edge on the counter 1, Wiped the tears away and looked 1, Well, the light in there was blinding 1, Full of God and ghosts and truth 1, I smiled at Henry Davenport 1, Who made an attempt to move 1,Well, from the position I was standing 1, The strangest thing I ever saw 1, The bullet entered through the top of his chest 1, And blew his bowels out on the floor 1, Well I floated down the counter 1, Showing no remorse 1, I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter 1, Recently divorced 1, But remorse I felt and remorse I had 1, It clung to everything 1, From the raven hair upon my head 1, To the feathers on my wings 1, Then I squeezed my hand in it's fraudulent claw 1, With it's golden hairless chest 1, And I glided through the bodies 1, And killed the fat man Vincent West 1, Who sat quietly in his chair 1, A man become a child 1, And I raised the gun up to his head 1, Executioner-style 1, He made no attempt to resist 1, So fat and dull and lazy 1, "Do you know I lived in your street?" I cried 1, And he looked at me as though I was crazy 1, "O", he said, "I had no idea" 1, And he grew as quiet as a mouse 1, And the roar of the pistol when it went off 1, Near blew the hat right off the house 1, Well, I caught my eye in the mirror 1, And gave it a long and loving inspection 1, "There stands some kind of man", I roared 1,And there did, in the reflection 1,My hair combed back like a raven's wing 1, My muscles hard and tight 1, And curling from he business end of my gun 1, Was a query-mark of cordite 1, Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right 1, And I spun to the left again 1, "Fear me! Fear me!" 1, But no one did cause they were all dead 1, Huh! Hmmmmmmmm 1, And then there were the police sirens wailing 1, And a bull-horn squelched and blared 1, "Drop your weapons and come out 1, With your hands held in the air" 1, Well, I checked the chambers of my gun 1, Saw I had one final bullet left 1, My hand, it looked almost human 1, As I help it to my head 1, "Drop your weapon and come out! 1, Keep you hands above your head!" 1, Well, I had one long hard think about dying 1, And did exactly what they said 1, There must have been fifty cops out there 1, In a circle around O'Malley's bar 1, "Don't shoot", I cried "I'm a man unarmed!" 1, So they put me in their car 1, And they sped me away from that terrible scene 1, And I glanced out of the window 1, Saw O'Malley's bar, saw the cops and the cars 1, And started counting on my fingers