O, Death O, Death Won't you spare me over til another year Well what is this that I can't see With ice cold hands takin' hold of me Well I am death,
In the beautiful hills way back in Virginia By the side of his home where he played as a lad In a deep dark grave Carter lies sleeping There lies the
I remember very well On one dark and dreary day Just as I was leaving home For a distant land to roam Mother said (mother said) My dear boy (my
If you're in the battle for the Lord and right Just keep on the firing line If you win the battle, surely you must fight (Brother) keep on the firing
I'm goin' away to leave you, love I'm goin' away for a while But I'll return to you sometime If I go ten thousand miles The storms are on the ocean The
Would've been better for us both had we never In this wide wicked world had never met For the pleasure we've both known together I'm sure, love, I'll
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song It takes a worried man to sing a worried song It takes a worried man to sing a worried song I'm worried
Oh, the waves on the sea, how they roll The chilly winds, how they do blow My own true love got drownded in the deep And the ship never got to the shore
Away by the waters so blue The ladies were winding their way While Pharaoh's little daughter went down to the water To bathe in the cool of the day Before
I've got a home in that rock Don't you see (don't you see) I've got a home in that rock Don't you see I've got a home in that rock Just beyond the
Along came the F-15 the swiftest on the line Running over the C and O road just twenty minutes behind Running into Cevile head porters on the line Receiving
I hear a low faint voice that says Papa and mama's dead And it comes from the poor orphan child That must be clothed and fed And it comes from the
On a hill lone and gray In a land far away In a country beyond the blue sea Where beneath that far sky Went a man for to die For the world and for you
And o're the dark waters we glide My heart's growing weary and worn I'm longing with speed to go by Your Savior, I'm longing for home Longing for home
Motherless children sees a hard time When their mother's dead Motherless children sees a hard time When their mother's dead They are driven out in
Traduction: Turner, Josh. Dieu et moi (feat. Ralph Stanley).
Traduction: Stuart, Marty. Le Pèlerin (Acte II) (chanté par Ralph Stanley).
Traduction: O Brother, Where Art Thou? BO. Ralph Stanley - O Mort.
