Fixin' to Die

[Verse 1]

Feeling funny in my mind, Lord

I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die

Feeling funny in my mind, Lord

I believe I'm fixing to die

Well, I don't mind dying

But I hate to leave my children crying

Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground

Look over yonder to that burying ground

Sure seems lonesome, Lord, when the sun goes down

[Verse 2]

Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord

I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die

Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord

I believe I'm fixing to die

Well, I don't mind dying but

I hate to leave my children crying

There's a black smoke rising, Lord

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

There's a black smoke rising, Lord

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

And tell Jesus make up my dying bed

[Verse 3]

I'm walking kind of funny, Lord

I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die

Yes I'm walking kind of funny, Lord

I believe I'm fixing to die

Fixing to die, fixing to die

Well, I don't mind dying

But I hate to leave my children crying