Fixin' To Die

Feelin' funny in my mind,

LordI believe

I'm fixin' to die

Feelin' funny in my mind,

LordI believe

I'm fixin' to die

Well, I don't mind dyin'

But I hate to leave my children cryin'

I'm walkin' kind of funny,

LordI believe

I'm fixin' to die

Well, I'm walkin' kind of funny,

LordI believe

I'm fixin' to die

I don't mind dyin'

But I hate to leave my children cryin'

Well, look over yonder wall

Yeah, to that buryin' ground

Look over yonder wall

Yeah, to that buryin' ground

Sure seems lonesome, lonely

Yeah, when that sun is sinkin' down

Well, there's a black smoke risin' on us

Rising up above my, up above my head

Well, there's a black smoke risin' on us

It's rising up above my, up above my head

Can't tell

Jesus, make my dyin' bed

Feelin' funny in my eyes,

LordI believe

I'm fixin' to die

Feelin' funny in my eyes,

LordI believe

I'm fixin' to die

Well, I don't mind dyin'

But I hate to leave my children cryin'