Now in the time of dying. I don't want nobody to moan. All I want my friends to do. Come and fold my dying arms. Whoa Whoa well so I can die easy. Whoa Whoa well so I can die easy.
Jesus Make Up My Dying Bed. . (traditional). . I said a prayer. Jesus Christ sat a-weeping. But I meant not to pine. That time receiver now was in my ear.