Feelin funny in my mind Lord, I believe Im fixin to die
Feelin funny in my mind Lord, I believe Im fixin to die
Well I dont mind dyin but I hate to leave my children cryin
Well look over yonder, to that buryin ground
Look over yonder, to that buryin ground
Sure seems lonesome, Lord when the sun goes down
Feelin funny in my eyes Lord, I believe Im fixin to die, fixin to die
Feelin funny in my eyes Lord, I believe Im fixin to die
Well I dont mind dyin but I hate to leave my children cryin
Well theres black smoke risin Lord, its risin up above my head, up above my head
Well theres black smoke risin Lord, its risin up above my head
Can you tell Jesus, Make up my dyin bed
Well Im walkin kinda funny Lord, I believe Im fixin to die, fixin to die
Yes Im walkin kinda funny Lord, I believe Im fixin to die
Fixin to die, fixin to die
Well I dont mind dyin but I hate to leave my children cryin