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'