Bob Dylan Fixin' To Die 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.

Who wrote Fixin' To Die lyrics?

Fixin' To Die is written by Booker T. Washington.

When was Fixin' To Die released?

Fixin' To Die is first released on March 19, 1962 as part of Bob Dylan's album "Bob Dylan" which includes 13 tracks in total.

Which genre is Fixin' To Die?

Fixin' To Die falls under the genres Singer, Songwriter.

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