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Jesus Make Up My Bed

(traditional)

I said a
Christ sat a-weeping
But I meant not to
That receiver now was in my ear
Well that dont my life
That dont my eye
Aye, aye, aye
Bring him on up
I bring him on up
Aye, aye, aye
No, I bring him on up easy
Jesus come up my dying bed

They was all crying and
And Im
That He ain't
Then on Friday evening
found him hanging on a cross
There he was there on a cross

on a Friday evening
Hear the Lord and moan
Saying his
Carry my home
my body home
He sang that Lord, Lord, and
I done gone up; I
Brang him home, him home

I was there
I was and buried
Somebody that I was lost
Then when I got down, I got down in joy
Had to find my man and I did
Had to my man now I did cross
Had to my man, I did cross

We sang, Aye, aye, aye
Well I gone over and I
Well I done
Aye, aye, aye
I know that I done
He gonna make up my bed
make up my dying bed
Jesus make up my dying, my bed