Fixin' to Die - Bob Dylan
Feelin' funny in my mind Lord
I believe I'm fixin' to die
Feelin' 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 cryin'
Well co 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 I'm fixin' to die
Fixin' a die
Feelin' funny in my eyes Lord
I believe I'm fixin' to die
Well I don't mind dyin'
But I hate to leave my children cryin'
Well there's black smoke risin'
Lord it's risin' up above my head
Up above my head
Well there's black smoke risin'
Lord it's risin' up above my head
Can you tell Jesus
Make up my dyin' bed
But I'm a walking funny Lord a
Believe I'm fixin' a die fixin' a die
Isa I'm walking can of funny Lord
I believe I'm fixin' a die fixin' a die
Fixin' a die
Well I don't mind dyin'
But I hate to leave my children cryin'