Death's Gwineter Lay His Cold Icy Hand On Me
F. Price
O, sinner, sinner, you better pray,
Death's gwine-ter lay his cold icy hands on me,
Or yo' soul will get lost at de judgement day,
Death's gwine-ter lay his cold icy hands on me.
Some o' dese mornin's bright an' fair,
Death's gwine-ter lay his cold icy hands on me,
I'll take-a my wings an' cleve de air,
Death's gwine-ter lay his cold icy hands on me.
Cryin', O, lord! Cryin' O my Lord, Cryin' O, Lord!
Death's gwine-ter lay his cold icy hands on me.
Yes, I'm so glad I've been redeemed,
Death's gwine-ter lay his cold icy hands on me,
I'm ready fo' to cross ol' Jordan's stream,
Death's gwine-ter lay his cold icy hands on me.
Cryin', O, Lord! Cryin' O my Lord! Cryin' O Lord!
Death's gwine-ter lay his cold icy hands on me, on me.