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Fixin to Die Blues - Bukka White
I'm lookin' funny in my eyes
Believe I'm fixin' to die
Believe I'm fixin' to die
I'm lookin' funny in my eyes
Believe I'm fixin' to die
I know I was born to die
But I hate to leave my children around cryin'
There be sho' we live with the
Sho' we's born to die
Sho' we's born to die
There be sho's we live
Sho' we born to die
I know I was born to die
But I hate to leave my children around cryin'
Your mother treated me children
Like I was her baby child
Was her baby child
Your mother treated me
Like I was her baby child
That's why's I sighed so hard
And come back home to die
So many nights at the fireside
How my chillen's mother would cry
How my chillen's mother would cry
So many nights at the fireside
How my chillen's mother would cry
'Cause I told the mother I had to say goodbye
Look over yonder
On the buryin' ground
On the buryin' ground
Look over yonder on the burying ground
Yon' stand ten thousand
Standin' still to let me down
Mother take my chillen back
Before they let me down
Before they let me down
Mother take my chillen back
'Fore they let me down
Ain't no need a them screamin' an cryin'
On the graveyard ground
