Promise
(Ove Ritola)

Well I don't know Death in person
But I heard he had my number
I hope he'll call me some night
When I lay deep in slumber
But I won't wake up to his call

I dip my feet in the river
The water's oh so freezing
Its silent flow so powerful
It takes me out so easy
And I only have myself to give

When this deceitful soil gives
In to my feet
A lucky man I am
If I fail to notice
If I could just slip out
Gracefully

Don't leave me soaking
Don't leave me soaking
Don't leave me soaking
Don't leave me soaking