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Feeling funny in my mind, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die

Well, I don't mind dying
But I hate to leave my children crying

Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground
Look over yonder to that burying ground
Sure seems lonesome, Lord
When the sun goes down

Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die

Well, I don't mind dying but
I hate to leave my children crying

Well there's a black smoke rising, Lord
It's rising up above my head, up above my head
Well there's a black smoke rising, Lord
It's rising up above my head
And tell Jesus make up my dying bed

I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing 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 dying
But I hate to leave my children crying
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord   I believe I'm fixing to die   Feeling funny in my mind, Lord   I believe I'm fixing to die      Well, I don't mind dying   But I hate to leave my children crying      Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground   Look over yonder to that burying ground   Sure seems lonesome, Lord   When the sun goes down      Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord   I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die   Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord   I believe I'm fixing to die      Well, I don't mind dying but   I hate to leave my children crying      Well there's a black smoke rising, Lord   It's rising up above my head, up above my head   Well there's a black smoke rising, Lord   It's rising up above my head   And tell Jesus make up my dying bed      I'm walking kind of funny, Lord   I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing 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 dying   But I hate to leave my children crying