Fixin’ to Die

Album cover art for "Fixin’ to Die" by Dave Van Ronk

Dave Van Ronk - Pop

Fixin’ to Die

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I'm lookin' funny in my eyes Believe I'm fixin', believe I'm fixin, believe I'm fixin' to die I'm lookin' funny in my eyes Believe I'm fixin' to die I don't mind dying but I hate to leave my children cryin' Your mother treated me, children Like I was her baby, was her baby, was her baby child Your mother treated me, children Like I was her baby child That's why's I tried so hard to come back home to die Children livin' today Know we're born to, know we're born to, know we're born to die Children livin' today Know we're born to die I hate to leave, but I'll have to say goodbye So many nights by the fireside How my children's mother would, how my children's mother would cry So many nights by the fireside How my children's mother would cry Cause I hate to leave, but I'll have to say goodbye Look over yonder On the burying, on the burying, on the burying ground Look over yonder On the burying ground Yon' stand ten thousand, waitin' to see them let me down Mother take my children back Please, 'fore they let me, please, 'fore they let me, please, 'fore they let me down Mother take my children back Please, 'fore they let me down Ain't no use them screamin' and cryin' on the graveyard ground

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