Funny In My Mind (I Believe I'm Fixin' to Die)

Feelin' funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixin' to die Oh, funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixin' to I don't mind dyin' But I sure hate to leave my children cryin' Well now look over yonder to that buryin' ground Heh, look over yonder to that buried It sure seems lonesome, Lord When the sun goes down Oh, why Oh, why Oh, why Black smoke risin' It's risin' up above my head up above my head Black smoke risin', up above my And tell Jesus to make up my dyin' bed Left my home just to be with you Well now, left my home just to be with You got me here now that's the way you do Oh, come on, come on, come on, yeah My, my, my, my, yeah Oh, why Oh, why Oh, why Take me back, drive me one more time Take me back, drive me one more I do...? it's all down the line I'm Feelin' funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixin' to die Feelin' funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixin' to I don't mind dyin' But I sure hate to leave my children I don't mind dyin' But I sure hate to leave my children I don't mind dyin' But I sure hate to leave my children cryin' Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Oh, come on, come on, come on, yeah Yeah, oh, yeah, ow Ooh, come on, come on, come on, yeah