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Fixin' to Die....

Fixin' to Die....

Im getting weaker all the time...
feel like I'm fixing to die,, fixing to die....

We were all born to die...
(Ya know... I dont mind diein'..)
but I dont want my friends be a cryin'......

See that black smoke rising,,
its rising above my head,,,
the way I be feeling,,
feels like I'll soon be dead....aahh

Look over yonder , on that buring ground...
sure seems quiet..
when that old sun goes down...
( I said I dont need no coffin , when you lower me in the ground....)

I said I'm walking kinda funny...
I believe im fixin' to die...fixing to die...

I fold my arms , I slowly walk away....
Ya know lord, I knew in my mind, we be meeting
soon someday....someday....

Added:  Wednesday, October 22, 2003
Submitter:  Dusty
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