In My Time of Dying - Bob Dylan

In my time of dying

I don’t want nobody to mourn

All I want for you to do is

Take my body home

Well, well, well

So I can die easy

Well, well, well

Well, well, well

So I can die easy

Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up my dying bed

Meet me, Jesus, meet me Won’t you meet me in the middle of the air

And if these wings should fail me, Lord

Won’t you meet me with another pair

Well, well, well

So I can die easy

Well, well, well

Well, well, well

So I can die easy

Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up my dying bed

In my time of dying

I don’t want nobody to cry

All I want for you to do is

Take me when I die

Well, well, well

So I can die easy

Well, well, well

Well, well, well

So I can die easy

Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make up my dying bed