Death Letter Jubilee

And I've got a long way to go
In this room - woah, shall I grow
But my time is well worth your pain
'Cause one day I'm gonna stand over your grave

And I'm gonna dance
And I'm gonna sing
And I'm gonna lift my voice
In a death letter jubilee

And some may call me
Calloused and cold
But I believe it was God that said
"If you live by your gonna die by the sword"
And I know mine is coming from the blood all over your blade, Yeah but i ain't gonna die
And hell can't have me 'til the day I see your grave

And I'm gonna dance
And I'm gonna sing
And I'm gonna lift my voice
In a death letter jubilee

You've got that death letter jubilee-ah
Hey-ya x6

And somedays I wish I'd turned out right
Not ever knowing the rush or taste of blood from a fight
That I'd been a doctor or a preacher or a good man to my wife
And I hope you dance on my grave when the good lord takes my life



Credits
Writer(s): David Michael Supica, Gregory Michael Hommert, Benjamin James Azzi, Benjamin Jon Ringel, Charles Dylan Fitch
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