In My Time Of Dying
Oh yeah!
Oh, in my time of dying, oh, want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do is take my body home
Take it home...
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
I can die easy
*Incoherant distant talking from a very drunken Zakk*
Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed
Lord, meet me, Jesus, meet me
Oh, meet me in the middle of the air
If my wings should fail me, Lord
Oh, please meet me with another pair
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Lord, yeah!
Jesus, gonna make me up.. somebody, somebody...
Jesus gonna make up... Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed
Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven...
Oh, won't you just let me in
I never did no harm, Lord...
Ohhhhh, yeah
Never did you no wrong
Oooooooooo No wrong!
I've been this young once
I never thought I'd do anybody wrong
No, not once
Lord, I must'a done somebody good
I see their smiling face
Yeah, I see your face child!
Ohhhh.......
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh yeah, Oh I'm gonna make it my dyin' day
Yup