Funny feelin' in my mind, lord,
I believe I'm fixin' to die
Believe I'm fixin' to die
Funny feelin' in my mind, lord,
I believe I'm fixin' to die
Well, I don't mind dyin', but I hate to leave my children 'round me cryin'
Sure as we live, well, you know we're born to die
You know we're born to die
Sure as we live, you know we're born to die
Well, I don't mind dyin', but I hate to leave my children 'round me cryin'
So many nights by the fireside, how my mama would cry
So many nights by the fireside, how my mama would cry
Well, she cried so hard, she had to say goodbye
Look over yonder, to that burial ground
To that burial ground
Look over yonder, to that burial ground
Well, it sure seem lonesome when the sun goes down
Mama, take them children back before they let me die
Before they let me die
Mama, take them children back before they let me die
Ain't no use of them children cryin' on the graveyard ground