Hank Williams
The Angel of Death
In the great book of John you're warned of the dayWhen you'll be laid beneath the cold clayThe angel of death will come from the skyAnd claim your poor soul when the time comes to dieWhen the angel of death comes down after youCan you smile and say that you have been true?Can you truthfully say with your dying breath?That you're ready to meet the angel of deathWhen the lights all grow dim and the dark shadows creepAnd then your loved ones are gathered to weepCan you face them and say with your dying breath?That you're ready to meet the angel of deathWhen the angel of death comes down after youCan you smile and say that you have been true?Can you truthfully say with your dying breath?That you're ready to meet the angel of death
From Letras Mania