Fixin' to Die Lyrics
Fixin' to Die (死期将至) - Bob Dylan
Feeling funny in my mind lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Feeling funny in my mind lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Well I don't mind dying
But I hate to leave my children crying
Well I look over yonder to that burying ground
Look over yonder to that burying ground
Sure seems lonesome lord
When the sun goes down
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 fixing to die
Well I don't mind dying but
I hate to leave my children crying
There's a black smoke rising lord
And fixing see no in
Funny you lord and fixing see no in
I'm walking lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Yes I'm walking kind of funny lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Fixing to die fixing to die
Don't I mind dying
I believe I'm fixing to die fixing to die
Don't I mind dying
But I hate to leave my children crying