In My Time of Dyin' Songtext
von Rob Lutes

Well in my time of dyin′, I don't want nobody to cry
All
Well I said meet me Jesus, meet me, won′t you meet me in the middle of the air
And if these wings should fail to me Lord, won't you meet me with another pair
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy WI want for you to do is to take me when I die
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well I said Jesus gonna make my, Jesus gonna make my, make up my dying bed
Ell I said, Jesus gonna make my, Jesus gonna make my, make up my dying bed


Well in my time of dyin', I don′t want nobody to moan
All I want for you to do is to take my body home
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well I said Jesus gonna make my, Jesus gonna make my, make my dying bed
Yes I said Jesus gonna make my, Jesus gonna make my, make my dying bed
Yes I said Jesus gonna make my, Jesus gonna make my, make my dying bed