Feelin` funny in my mind, lord,
I believe I`m fixin` to die
Oh funny in my mind, lord,
I believe I`m fixin` to
I don`t mind dyin`
But I sure hate to leave my children cryin`.
Well now look over yonder to that buryin` ground
look over yonder to that buried
It sure seems lonesome, lord
When the sun goes down
Oh, Why, Oh Why, Oh, Why
Black smoke risin`, lord,
it`s risin` up above my head up above my head
black smoke risin`, up above my
And tell Jesus to Make up my dyin` bed
Left my home just to be with you
Well now, left my home just to be with
You got me here now that`s the way you do
Come on, Come on, Come On.
Take me back drive me one more time
Take me back drive me one more
I do...? it`s all down the line
I`m 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
I don`t mind dyin`
But I sure hate to leave my children
I don`t mind dyin`
But I sure hate to leave my children
I don`t mind dyin`
But I sure hate to leave my children cryin`