Funeral Bell - Phildel

Oh mother, I’m scared to die

Where, where do my good deeds lie?

Oh father, I’m scared to live

Takes more than I’ve got to give

Oh sister, my voice is weak

Oh brother, I long for sleep

Oh hunger, I know you well

My cruel friend is a funeral bell

And it rings in the day and it rings in the evening

Oh, I could pray but it won’t stop you leaving

Shadow in black, you are grim from your reaping

Oh, can’t you spare just a day for the weeping?

Oh lover, I know you’re there

And I’d follow you anywhere

Oh, give me a hand to hold

So that I may face the cold

'Cause it rings in the day and it rings in the evening

Oh, I could pray but it won’t stop you leaving

Shadow in black, you are grim from your reaping

Oh, can’t you spare just a day for the weeping?

'Cause it rings in the day and it rings in the evening

Oh, I could pray but it won’t stop you leaving

Shadow in black, you are grim from your reaping

Oh, can’t you spare just a day for the weeping?

Oh, can’t you spare just a day for the weeping?