Prayer

Now I lay me down to sleep
I prey the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take

My soul to take and if I breathe
The Lord would come and smother me
And I would die a nasty death
And curse Him with my final breath

Now I lay me lay me down
Six feet underneath the ground
And if I should die before I 


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And hope that won't turn up dead
In some forgotten nightmare land
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My soul to take rip right out of me
I pray that he won't prey on me