Fixin` To Die

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 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 I'm fixin' to die, fixin' to 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 tell Jesus, "Make up my dyin' bed" Well I'm walkin' kinda funny Lord, I believe I'm fixin' to die, fixin' to die Yes I'm walkin' kinda funny Lord, I believe I'm fixin' to die, fixin' to die, fixin' to die Well I don't mind dyin' but I hate to leave my children cryin'