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Josh White: Jesus Make Up My Dying Bed

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OriginalLa versione dei Led Zeppelin, 1975, e poi chiudo con questa pagina...
JOSH WHITE: JESUS MAKE UP MY DYING BED

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

In the time time of dying
I don't want nobody to cry
All I want my friends to do,
Come and close my dying eyes

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

Goin' on down to the river
Stick my sword up in the sand
Gonna shout, "My trouble's over,
I've done made it to the Promised Land."

Well, well, well, I've done crossed over
Well, well, well
Well, well, well, I've done crossed over
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed

He's a dying bed maker
Well, well, well
Well, well, well, He's a dying bed maker
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed

Goin' on down to the river
Stick my sword up in the sand
Gonna shout, "My trouble's over,
I've done 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 dying bed

Meet me, Jesus, meet me
Won't you meet me in the middle of the air?
And if these wings should fail me, Lord,
Won't you meet me with another pair?

Well, well, well, won't you meet me, Jesus?
Well, well, well, won't you meet me, Jesus?
Well, well, well, won't you meet me, Jesus?
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed

Well, well, well, won't you meet me, Jesus?
Well, well, well
Well, well, well, won't you meet me, Jesus?
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
IN MY TIME OF DYING

In my time of dying
I 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, going to make up
Jesus
Jesus, going to make up
Jesus going to make up my dying bed

Meet me, Jesus, meet me
Uh, 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
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Jesus, going to make up
Somebody, somebody
Oh, Jesus going to make up
Jesus going to make you my dying 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
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
Oh, I believe I did

I see the smiling faces
I know I must have left some traces

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 marching
Hear them marching
Hear them marching
Hear them marching
Them marching

Oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus!
Oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus!
It's pretty good up here
Oh Georgina, oh Georgina, oh Georgina, oh Georgina!
Oh, I'll see you again

Oh, don't you make it my dying, dying, dying?


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