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Death, I hear you callin'
But I'm not ready for the funeral home just now
My little boys I ain't done watching growin'
So no, no, no I won't go just yet
Six feet underground

Gotta alot longer
Want alot longer to live then just a few hours
So at the funeral home you can stay
For the time being alone
Yes, I hear you callin'
Oh Death to change this mind
There ain't nothin' you can do

You say that casket looks too empty
That my new house should be
Your funeral home
You're sick of me being somewhere else
While you're always underground alone

Gotta alot longer
Want alot longer to live then just a few hours
So at the funeral home you can stay
For the time being alone
Yes, I hear you callin'
Oh Death to change this mind
There ain't nothin' you can do

Death, I know you're lonely
But if before I'm ready
You try to take me
Just know I'm gonna put up
One hell of a fight
To hold onto my life

2011 Ramona Thompson