In My Time Of Dying

In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn 
All I want for you to do is take my body home 

Well, well, well, so I can die easy (X2) 

Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed. 
Meet me, Jesus, meet me. Meet me in the middle of the air 
If my wings should fail me, Lord. Please meet me with another pair 

Well, well, well, so I can die easy (X2) 

Jesus, gonna make up.. somebody, somebody... 
Jesus gonna make up... Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed 

Oh, Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven... Won't you let me in 
I never did no harm. I never did no wrong 

Oh, Gabriel, let me blow your horn. Let me blow your horn 
Oh, I never did, did no harm. 

I've only been this young once. I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong 
No, not once. 

Oh, I did somebody some good. Somebody some good... 
Oh, did somebody some good. I must have did somebody some good... 

And I see them in the streets 
And I see them in the field 
And I hear them shouting under my feet 
And I know it's got to be real 
Oh, Lord, deliver me 
All the wrong I've done 
You can deliver me, Lord 
I only wanted to have some fun. 

Hear the angels marchin', hear the' marchin', hear them marchin', 
hear them marchin', the' marchin' 

Oh my Jesus... (repeat) 

Oh, don't you make it my dyin', dyin', dyin'... 

(Studio Chatter: "That's gonna be the one, isn't it? " 
"Come have a listen, then. " 
Oh yes, thank you.")