Texty písní Murder by Death

Murder by Death

Yes

You're mama's singin' with the angels

(Let her go, let her go)

Ya got no need to feel so guilty

(Let her go, let her go)

Yes, everyone comes and goes

White in the head before you know

Set things right before you go

Let the people you love know

You wake up feeling she's still with you

(Let her go, let her go)

But all you see's an empty room

(Let her go, let her go)

Yes, everyone comes and goes

White in the head before you know

Set things right before you go

Let the people you love know

You pressed your face against her headstone

Offered up a prayer for others like her

The trees were bare when mama left us

Now they fruit and bloom

On Sunday morning when the church bells ring

And the laundry's flappin' in the southern breeze

The choir's howlin' and your mama sings...

Don't take it so hard

Don't take it so bad

Think of the good times

That we had

And now you follow in her footsteps

Walk the same steps that she walked in

Begged of gods both low and mighty

That she might return

You offer up the words

But they just burn your tounge

Yes, everyone comes and goes

White in the head before you know

Set things right before you go

Let the people you love know

Yes, everyone comes and goes

White in the head before you know

Make amends before it gets worse

If the heartache don't get you first

If the heartache don't get you first

If the heartache don't get you first

If the heartache don't get you first

If the heartache don't get you first