The Angel of Death Songtext
von Hank Williams With His Drifting Cowboys

In the great book of John
You′re warned of the day
When you'll be laid
Beneath the cold clay

The Angel of Death
Will come from the sky
And claim up your soul
When the time comes to die


When the Angel of Death
Comes down after you
Can you smile and say
That you have been true?
Can you truthfully say
With your dying breath
That you′re ready to meet
The Angel of Death?

When the lights all grow dim
And the dark shadows creep
And then your loved ones
Are gathered to weep

Can you face them and say
With your dying breath
That you're ready to meet
The Angel of Death?


When the Angel of Death
Comes down after you
Can you smile and say
That you have been true?
Can you truthfully say
With your dying breath
That you're ready to meet
The Angel of Death?