Luyện nghe bài hát Fixin' To Die Blues

Feeling funny in my mind,
I I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
Feeling in my mind, Lord
I believe I'm to die

Well, I don't dying
But I hate to leave my children
Well, I look yonder to that burying ground

over yonder to that burying ground
Sure lonesome, Lord
the sun goes down

Feeling funny in my eyes,
I believe I'm fixing to die, to die
Feeling funny in my eyes,
I I'm fixing to die

Well, I don't dying but
I hate to leave my children
There's a smoke rising, Lord

It's up above my head, up above my head
It's rising up above my head, up my head
And tell Jesus up my dying bed

I'm walking of funny, Lord
I believe I'm to die, fixing to die
Yes I'm walking of funny, Lord
I I'm fixing to die

to die, fixing to die
Well, I mind dying
But I hate to leave my crying