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'