(1, 2, 3, 4)
♪ ♪
♪ IT'S BEEN A LONG,
LONG TIME SINCE 1882 ♪
♪ I'M NOT SURE HOW MANY
MORE MOONS I CAN TAKE ♪
♪ WON'T YOU PUT ME
IN THE GRAVE ♪
♪ IN THE ALBERTA PINES,
I HAD A HOME ♪
♪ I FOUND MY BONES AND
KILLED A ROSE, I HAVE HURT ♪
♪ WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN? ♪
♪ THERE'S SOMETHING TO BE
SAID ABOUT A QUICK DEATH ♪
♪ NO TIME TO WONDER WHY ♪
♪ WRING OUT EVERY BREATH,
DON'T FEAR THE REAPER ♪
♪ KNOW THERE'S AN END IN SIGHT ♪
♪ PITY THE MAN WHO
CAN NEVER DIE ♪
♪ ♪
♪ IN MY CHEST IS
COLD, COLD STEEL ♪
♪ THE SCARS I LEFT THEY
DON'T QUITE HEAL LIKE MINE ♪
♪ BUT THEY'RE WITH ME
ALL THE TIME ♪
♪ CUT YOUR TEETH AND
MOVE A BRIDGE ♪
♪ IT'S NOT FOR TRYING
THAT I'M LIVING STILL ♪
♪ BUT THEY HAVE LACKED
THE WILL, HMM MM ♪
♪ THERE'S SOMETHING TO BE
SAID ABOUT A QUICK DEATH
♪ NO TIME TO WONDER WHY ♪
♪ WRING OUT EVERY BREATH,
DON'T FEAR THE REAPER, KNOW
THERE'S AN END IN SIGHT ♪
♪ PITY THE MAN WHO
CAN NEVER DIE ♪
♪ ♪
(VOCALIZING)
♪ ♪
(VOCALIZING)
♪ ♪
