Fixin' to Die Blues

I'm lookin' funny in my eyes

And I believe I'm fixin' to die

Believe I'm fixin' to die

I'm lookin' funny in my eyes

Now, I believe I'm fixin' to die, yeah

I know I was born to die

But I hate to leave my children around cryin'

Yeah

Just as sho' we live

It's a, sho' we's born to die

Sho' we's born to die

Just as sho's we live

Sho' we's born to die

Yeah

I know I was born to die

But I hate to leave my children around cryin'

Yeah

Yo mother treated me, children

Like I was her baby child

Was her baby child

Yo mother treated me

Like I was her baby child

That's why's I sighed

Sighed so hard

And come back home to die

Yeah

So many nights at the fireside

How my chillen's mother would cry

How my chillen's mother would cry

So many nights at the fireside

How my chillen's mother would cry

Yeah

'Cause I told the mother I had to say, goodbye

Look over yon-der

On the buryin' ground

On the buryin' ground

Look over yonder, on the burying ground

Yon' stand ten thousand

Standin' still to let me down

Yeah

(Washboard & guitar)

Mother, take my chillen back

Before they let me down

Before they let me down

Mother, take my chillen back

'Fore they let me down

Ain't no need a-them screamin' an cryin'

On the graveyard ground.

(Washboard & guitar to end)