Fixin' to Die

Hard Travellin'

歌词

[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

专辑信息

1.Man on the the Street

3.You're no Good

4.Talkin' New York

5.Talking Bear Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues

6.Stealin' Stealin'

7.Song to Woody

8.Smokestack Lightning

9.See that my Grave is kept clean

10.Roll on John

11.Kind Hearted Woman Blues

12.In my Time of Dyin'

13.House of the Risin' Sun

14.Highway 51 Blues

15.Hard Travellin'

16.1-02 Hard Times in New York Town

17.A Hard Rain's gonna fall

18.Handsome Molly

20.Freight Train Blues

21.Fixin' to Die

22.Don't think Twice, it's alright

23.Baby please don't go

24.Baby let me follow you down