Fixin’ to Die

[Verse 1] Feeling funny in my mind, Lord, I believe I'm fixin' to die Feeling funny in my mind, Lord, I believe I'm fixin' to die Well, I don't mind dyin', but I hate to leave my children crying [Verse 2] Well, I look over yonder to that buryin' ground Look over yonder to that buryin' ground Sure seems lonesome, Lord, when the sun goes down [Verse 3] Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord, I believe I'm fixin' to die, fixin' to die Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord, I believe I'm fixin' to die Well, I don't mind dying, but I hate to leave my children cryin' [Verse 4] 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 And tell Jesus, make up my dying bed [Verse 5] I'm walking kind of funny, Lord, I believe I'm fixin' to die, fixin' 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 dyin', but I hate to leave my children cryin'