Death's Go'n'ter Lay His Col', Icy Hands on Me

Cryin' Oh, Lord, cryin' Oh, my Lord, cryin' Oh, Lord.
Death's go'n'ter lay his col', icy hands on me.

Oh, sinner, sinner, you better pray.
Death's go'n'ter lay his col', icy hands on me.
Or your soul get lost at de judgment day.
Death's go'n'ter lay his col', icy hands on me.
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