In My Time of Dying Songtext
von Lydia Lunch

In my time of dying
I don′t want nobody to cry
All I want for you to do is to take me when I die

Meet me, Jesus
Meet me, meet me in the middle of the air
With these wings, help me lord
You better build me another pair
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Jesus can make up
Jesus can make up
Jesus can make up that dying bed


In my time of dying I don't want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do is to take my body home
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Jesus can make up
Jesus can make up
Jesus can make up my dying bed

In my time of dying
I don′t want nobody to cry
All I want for you to do is to take me when I die

Meet me, Jesus
Meet me, meet me in the middle of the air
With these wings, help me lord
You better build me another pair

In my time of dying
I don't want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do is to take my body home
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Jesus better make up
Jesus better make up
Jesus better make up that dying bed