In my time of dying I don't 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 Well well well So I can die easy
Jesus' gonna make up Jesus' gonna make up Jesus' gonna make up my dying bed
Meet me, Jesus, meet me Won't you meet me in the middle of the air? If these wings should fail me, Lord Won't you meet me with another pair? Well well well So I can die easy Well well well Well well well So I can die easy
Jesus' gonna make up Jesus' gonna make up Jesus' gonna make up my dying bed
In my time of dying I don't want nobody to cry All I want you to do is take me when I die Well well well So I can die easy Well well well Well well well So I can die easy
Jesus' gonna make up Jesus' gonna make up Jesus' gonna make up my dying bed