In My Time Of Dying — текст песни (Black Crowes, The)

Written by: R. Johnson (Jones/Page/Bonham/Plant)

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 (X2)

Jesus, gonna make up my dyin` bed.
Meet me, Jesus, meet me. 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 (X2)

Jesus, gonna make up.. somebody, somebody...
Jesus gonna make up... Jesus gonna make you my dyin` 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.

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...

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 marchin`, hear the` marchin`, hear them marchin`,
hear them marchin`, the` marchin`

Oh my Jesus... (repeat)

Oh, don`t you make it my dyin`, dyin`, dyin`...