In My Time Of Dying

In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn

All I want for you to do is take my body home



Well, well, well, so I can die easy (X2)



Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed.

Meet me, Jesus, meet me. Meet me in the middle of the air

If my wings should fail me, Lord. Please meet me with another pair



Well, well, well, so I can die easy (X2)



Jesus, gonna make up.. somebody, somebody...

Jesus gonna make up... Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed



Oh, Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven... Won't you let me in

I never did no harm. I never did no wrong



Oh, Gabriel, let me blow your horn. Let me blow your horn

Oh, I never did, did no harm.



I've only been this young once. I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong

No, not once.



Oh, I did somebody some good. Somebody some good...

Oh, did somebody some good. I must have did somebody some good...



And I see them in the streets

And I see them in the field

And I hear them shouting under my feet

And I know it's got to be real

Oh, Lord, deliver me

All the wrong I've done

You can deliver me, Lord

I only wanted to have some fun.



Hear the angels marchin', hear the' marchin', hear them marchin',

hear them marchin', the' marchin'



Oh my Jesus... (repeat)



Oh, don't you make it my dyin', dyin', dyin'...



(someone coughs)



cough...



(Studio Chatter: "That's gonna be the one, isn't it?"

"Come have a listen, then. "

Oh yes, thank you.")