Текст песни Bob Dylan - Fixin to Die, слова песни Bob Dylan

Текст песни Bob Dylan - Fixin to Die

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(first releasebooker t. washington (bukka) white)Feeling funny in my mind, lord,I believe Im fixing to dieFeeling funny in my mind, lordI believe Im fixing to dieWell, I dont mind dyingBut I hate to leave my children cryingWell, I look over yonder to that burying groundLook over yonder to that burying groundSure seems lonesome, lord, when the sun goes downFeeling funny in my eyes, lord,I believe Im fixing to die, fixing to dieFeeling funny in my eyes, lordI believe Im fixing to dieWell, I dont mind dying butI hate to leave my children cryingTheres a black smoke rising, lordIts rising up above my head, up above my headIts rising up above my head, up above my headAnd tell jesus make up my dying bed.Im walking kind of funny, lordI believe Im fixing to die, fixing to dieYes Im walking kind of funny, lordI believe Im fixing to dieFixing to die, fixing to dieWell, I dont mind dyingBut I hate to leave my children crying.

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Fixin to Die

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