Fixin' To Die Blues

Bob Dylan

Feeling funny in my mind, Lord,

I believe I'm fixin' to die, fixin' to die

Feeling funny in my mind, Lord,

I believe I'm fixin' 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 when the sun goes down.



Felling funny in my eyes ,Lord,

I believe I'm fixin' to die, fixin' to die

Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord,

I believe I'm fixin' to die

Well, I don't mind dying

But I hate to leave my children crying.

There's a black smoke rising, Lord,

It's rising up above head, up above my head

There's a black smoke rising, up above my head

And tell Jesus make up my dying bed.



I'm walking kind of funny, Lord,

I believe I'm fixin' to die

Yes I'm walking kind of funny, Lord,

I believe I'm fixin' to die

Well, I don't mind dying

But I hate to see my children crying.

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