| Oh yeah!
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| Oh, in my time of dying, oh, want nobody to mourn
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| All I want for you to do is take my body home
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| Take it home…
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| Well, well, well, so I can die easy
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| Well, well, well, so I can die easy
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| I can die easy
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| Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed
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| Loord, Meet me, Jesus, meet me. |
| Oh, Meet me in the middle of the air
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| If my wings should fail me, Lord. |
| Oh, please meet me with another pair
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| Well, well, well, so I can die easy
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| Well, well, well, so I can die easy
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| Lord, Yeah!
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| Jesus, gonna make up. |
| somebody, somebody…
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| Jesus gonna make up… Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed
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| Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven… Oh, Won’t you just let me in
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| I never did no harm. |
| Lord…
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| Ohhhhh, yeah
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| Never did you no wrong
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| Ooooooooo No wrong!
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| I’ve only been this young once. |
| I never thought I’d do anybody no wrong
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| No, not once
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| Lord, I musta done somebody good
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| I see their smiling face
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| Yeah I see your face child!
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| Ohhhhh…
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| Oh my Jesus
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| Oh my Jesus
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| Oh my Jesus
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| Oh my Jesus
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| Oh yeah, Oh I’m gonna make it my dyin' day
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| Yup |