Jesus Gonna Make Up My Dyin' Bed

Now, in the time of dying, I don't want nobody to moan

All I want my friends to do, come and fold my dying arms

Well, well, well, so I can die easy, well, well, well

Well, well, well

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

I'm goin' on down to the river, stick my sword up in the sand

Gonna shout my troubles over, I've made it to the Promised Land

Well, well, well, I've done crossed over, well, well, well

I've done crossed over, well, well, well, I've done crossed over

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Well, well, well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, I've done crossed over

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Meet me, Jesus, meet me, meet me in the middle of the air

And if these wings should fail me, Lord, meet me with another pair

Well, well, well, won't ya meet me, Jesus? Well, well, well

Well, well, well

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Meet me, Jesus, meet me, meet me in the middle of the air

You promised me ten thousand years ago, you'd be standin' there

Well, well, well, won't ya meet me, Jesus? well, well, well

Well, well, well, won't ya meet me, Jesus?

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Won't ya meet me, Jesus? well, well, well

Yes, meet me, Jesus, well, well, well

Won't ya meet me, Jesus?

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Goin' on down to the river, stick my sword up in the sand

Shout my troubles over, I've made it to the Promised Land

Well, well, well, I've done crossed over, well, well, well

I've done crossed over, well, well, well

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed