Feelin' funny in my mind, 
LordI believe 
I'm fixin' to die
Feelin' funny in my mind, 
LordI believe 
I'm fixin' to die
Well, I don't mind dyin'
But I hate to leave my children cryin'
I'm walkin' kind of funny, 
LordI believe 
I'm fixin' to die
Well, I'm walkin' kind of funny, 
LordI believe 
I'm fixin' to die
I don't mind dyin'
But I hate to leave my children cryin'
Well, look over yonder wall
Yeah, to that buryin' ground
Look over yonder wall
Yeah, to that buryin' ground
Sure seems lonesome, lonely
Yeah, when that sun is sinkin' down
Well, there's a black smoke risin' on us
Rising up above my, up above my head
Well, there's a black smoke risin' on us
It's rising up above my, up above my head
Can't tell 
Jesus, make my dyin' bed
Feelin' funny in my eyes, 
LordI believe 
I'm fixin' to die
Feelin' funny in my eyes, 
LordI believe 
I'm fixin' to die
Well, I don't mind dyin'
But I hate to leave my children cryin'