Fixin' To Die keyboard

Fixin' To Die

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Verse 1: 
D 
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord, 
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die 
G 
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord 
I believe I'm fixing to die 
        C 
Well, I don't mind dying 
      G                         D 
But I hate to leave my children crying 
 
D 
Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground 
G 
Look over yonder to that burying ground 
C                    G                       D 
Sure seems lonesome, Lord, when the sun goes down 
 
Verse 2: 
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 
There's a black smoke rising, Lord 
It's rising up above my head, up above my head 
It's rising up above my head, up above my head 
And tell Jesus make up my dying bed. 
 
Verse 3: 
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. 
 
 

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