Fixin’ To Die Blues - Bukka White

Bukka White - Influence, Volume 2: I Was Young When I Left Home - Fixin’ To Die Blues

01.	You’re No Good
02.	Fixin’ to Die
03.	House of the Risin’ Sun
04.	Talkin’ New York
05.	Song to Woody
06.	Baby, Let Me Follow You Down
07.	Man of Constant Sorrow
08.	In My Time of Dyin’
09.	Pretty Peggy-O
10.	See That My Grave Is Kept Clean
11.	Gospel Plow
12.	Highway 51
13.	Freight Train Blues
14.	Candy Man
15.	Stealin’ Stealin’
16.	It’s Hard to Be Blind
17.	Omie Wise
18.	In. The Evening
19.	Sally Gal
20.	Long John
21.	Cocaine
22.	Vd City
23.	Ramblin’ ’round
24.	Black Cross (Hezikiah Jones)
25.	You’re No Good
26.	Fixin’ To Die Blues
27.	House of the Risin’ Sun
28.	The House Carpenter
29.	1913 Massacre
30.	Mama Let Me Lay It on You
31.	Man of Constant Sorrow
32.	Jesus Is Gonna Make Up My Dying Bed (In My Time of Dyin’)
33.	(I Heard That) Lonesome Whistle
34.	See That My Grave Is Kept Clean
35.	Stealin’ Stealin’
36.	New Highway 51
37.	Freight Train Blues
38.	Down on Penny’s Farm (Hard Times in the Country)
39.	Worried Blues
40.	Honey, Won’t You Allow Me One More Chance
41.	Mule Skinner Blues (Blue Yodel No. 8)
42.	Who’s Gonna Buy You Ribbons (When I’m Gone)
43.	Handsome Molly
44.	Motherless Children
45.	Baby Please Don’t Go
46.	Riding in My Car (Car Song)
47.	He Was a Friend of Mine
48.	Cocaine Blues
49.	Pastures of Plenty
50.	Deep Elem Blues

I'm lookin' funny in my eyes
And I believe I'm fixin' to die
Believe I'm fixin' to die
I'm lookin' funny in my eyes
Now, I believe I'm fixin' to die, yeah
I know I was born to die
But I hate to leave my children around cryin'
Yeah

Just as sho' we live
It's a, sho' we's born to die
Sho' we's born to die
Just as sho's we live
Sho' we's born to die
Yeah
I know I was born to die
But I hate to leave my children around cryin'
Yeah

Yo mother treated me, children
Like I was her baby child
Was her baby child
Yo mother treated me
Like I was her baby child
That's why's I sighed
Sighed so hard
And come back home to die
Yeah

So many nights at the fireside
How my chillen's mother would cry
How my chillen's mother would cry
So many nights at the fireside
How my chillen's mother would cry
Yeah
'Cause I told the mother I had to say, goodbye

Look over yon-der
On the buryin' ground
On the buryin' ground
Look over yonder, on the burying ground
Yon' stand ten thousand
Standin' still to let me down
Yeah

(Washboard & guitar)

Mother, take my chillen back
Before they let me down
Before they let me down
Mother, take my chillen back
'Fore they let me down
Ain't no need a-them screamin' an cryin'
On the graveyard ground.

(Washboard & guitar to end)