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JESUS GONNA' MAKE UP MY DYING BED

Now in the time of dying
I don't want nobody to mourn
All I want my friends to do
Is fold my dyin' arms

Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Jesus gonna' make up my dyin' bed

Won't you meet me, meet me Saviour
Come and meet me in the air
And if these wings don't work for me
Lord, bring me just another pair

Well, well, well, You're a dyin bed maker
Well, well, well, He's a dyin bed maker
Well, well, well, He's a dyin bed maker
Jesus gonna' make up my dyin' bed

Tell me who's that comin' up yonder
He's a comin' up Calvary
He's got a heavy load upon His back
and His legs are given' away

Well, well, well, it looks like Jesus
Well, well, well, it must be Jesus
Well, well, well, it's got to be Jesus
Jesus gonna' make up my dyin' bed

So, Im goin' on down to the river
Stick my sword down in the sand
And I'm gonna shout my troubles are over Lord
I made it to the promised land

Well, well, well, I done crossed over
Well, well, well, I done crossed over
Well, well, well, I done crossed over
Jesus done made my dyin' bed

He can for you too, man

So in the time of dying
I don't want nobody to mourn
All I want my wife to do
Is fold my dyin' arms

Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Jesus gonna' make up my dyin' bed

Written by: Josh White