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
Well, well, well, so I can die easy

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Jesus gonna make up
Jesus gonna make up
Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Meet me, Jesus, meet me
Oh, meet me in the middle of the air
If my wings should fail me, Lord
Then meet me with another pair

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

Jesus gonna make up
Jesus gonna make up
Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Oh, Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven, yeah
Well, won't you let me in?
I never did no harm, oh no
Did no wrong
Oh, Gabriel, let me blow your horn, yeah, blow your horn
Never did no harm, no no
Never did no wrong

..like this before[?]
I never did nobody no wrong, no
...Did good, all right
Never did no good, yeah...

[Guitar solo]

Well, I must have done some good, yeah
Well, I must have done some good, all right
What I say

Well, I see them smiling faces
Must have left some traces, all right
I know 'em
Well, I know

Yeah, I see them in the streets, yeah
See them in the fields
At my feet
...you
So good
Yeah
[Guitar solo]

Oh, ...my God
......
Ooh yeah
Yeah
Oh my God
Ooh
My God

......
Hear them marchin', marchin', marchin', marchin'

Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Got to, got to be my
Got to be my
Got to be my Jesus

Take me home
Take me ...
Got to be my, be my Jesus

The angels singing
Here they come, yeah
Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
Oh, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
Feels pretty good up here
Oh
Yeah
Yeah
Just my, just my
....If I could
...
Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed
Oooooh