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In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do is take my body homeWell, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easyJesus got to make out
Should know Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make it my dying bedMeet me, Jesus, meet me
Ooh, meet me in the middle of the air If my wings should fail me, Lord Pease meet me with another pairWell, well, well, so I can die easy
Oh-oh, well, well, well, so I can die easyJesus gonna make up
Somebody, somebody Oh, oh, Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make it my dying bedOh, Saint Peter at the gates of Heaven
Won't you let me in? I never did no harm, I never did no wrongOh, oh, Gabriel, let me blow your horn, let me blow your horn
Oh, I never did no harm, did no harmI've only made the young ones
I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong No, not once, oh noOh, good
Oh, I did somebody some good
Somebody some good, yes, ohOh, did somebody some good, yeah
I must've did somebody some good, yeah Oh, I believe I didI see the smiling faces
I know there must be lipstick traces, ohAnd I see them in the streets
And I see them in the field And I hear them at my feet And I know it's got to be realOh Lord, deliver me
All the wrong I've done Oh, you can deliver me, Lord I only wanted to have some funOh, hear the angels marching, they're marching
Hear them marching, hear them marching MarchingOh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my JesusMy Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, ah, oh
Ah, my Jesus, hey, it's got to be my Jesus, oh-whoa It's got to be, it's got to be my Jesus It's got to be, oh It's got to be my Jesus, oh, take me homeCome on, come on, I can hear the angels singing
Oh, here they come, here they come, here they come Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye Oh, it feels pretty good up here, pretty good up hereOh Georgina, oh Georgina, oh Georgina, oh Georgina, oh Georgina
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-yeah Ooh, I'll see you again, come on Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, yeah, yeah, hey, hey, oh yeahI'm gon' to make it my dying, dying, dying
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That's gonna be the one, isn't it? Come and have a listen then Oh yes, thank you