Bob Dylan - Fixin' To Die Blues Lyrics




Feeling funny in my mind, Lord,
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Well, I don't mind dying
But I hate to leave my children crying
Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground
Look over yonder to that burying ground
Sure seems lonesome, Lord, when the sun goes down

Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord,
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Well, I don't mind dying but
I hate to leave my children crying
There's a black smoke rising, Lord
It's rising up above my head, up above my head
It's rising up above my head, up above my head
And tell Jesus make up my dying bed

I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Yes I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
I believe I'm fixing to die
Fixing to die, fixing to die
Well, I don't mind dying
But I hate to leave my children crying





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  1. Luke Hall

    best punk song ever

  2. reffoelcnu alouncelal

    I hope bukkha white made some money for writing this

  3. IndoSmoke151 FREE

    1 sorry Pos can go fk off this is it right here

  4. Sun Moon

    Channeling blind Willie on this one

  5. andyg

    Feeling funny in my mind, Lord,
    I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
    Feeling funny in my mind, Lord
    I believe I'm fixing to die
    Well, I don't mind dying
    But I hate to leave my children crying
    Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground
    Look over yonder to that burying ground
    Sure seems lonesome, Lord, when the sun goes down

    Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord,
    I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
    Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord
    I believe I'm fixing to die
    Well, I don't mind dying but
    I hate to leave my children crying
    There's a black smoke rising, Lord
    It's rising up above my head, up above my head
    It's rising up above my head, up above my head
    And tell Jesus make up my dying bed.

    I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
    I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
    Yes I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
    I believe I'm fixing to die
    Fixing to die, fixing to die
    Well, I don't mind dying
    But I hate to leave my children crying.

  6. SageKStroke52

    Which version is the original? This one or the 5 minute one?

    madhitchhiker

    this one is from 1962 Bob Dylan's first album

    SageKStroke52

    madhitchhiker thanks man, I forgot to Google the answer. I always preferred this version

    Yocheved Lavon

    Unbelievable that he was like, 20 years old when he sang this.

  7. Captain Tang

    love this song