Death Dont Bargain It Just Waits (Alt 1)
By TitanChord · Gothic Americana
Lyrics
Intro I don't carry a scythe, son
Verse 1 I don't come in robes or thunder Don't carry no scythe or bell I'm the slow leak in the tire I'm the doctor's careful tell I sat through your grandfather's whiskey Watched him swear he'd quit by spring I'm in no hurry, I'm in no fever I outlast most everything
Pre-Chorus You can deal, but I don't trade You can beg, the price is paid
Chorus Death don't bargain, it just waits Pull a chair up, I've got time You can run, can pray, can pay your way But every road you take is mine
Verse 2 I don't hate you, that's the trouble Ain't nothing personal at all I'll take the saint and take the swindler Same coat off the same wall I been early, I been tardy But I'm never once denied I'm the one appointment, mister That you don't get to slide
Pre-Chorus You can deal, but I don't trade You can beg, the price is paid
Chorus Death don't bargain, it just waits Pull a chair up, I've got time You can run, can pray, can pay your way But every road you take is mine
Bridge I watched the cities raise their steeples Watched 'em fall back into sod I don't argue with your reasons And I don't answer to your god Death don't bargain, it just waits Pull a chair up, I've got time You can run, can pray, can pay your way But every road you take is mine
Outro No, I don't bargain, I just wait And every road you take is mine
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