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 - Композиторы:
 - Washington
 - Booker T.
 
- Жанры:
 - 60s
 - Folk
 
- Теги:
 - dylan
 - folk rock
 - stories of living and dying
 
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Bob Dylan - Текст песни Fixin' To Die
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord
 I believe I'm fixing to die
 Feeling funny in my mind, Lord
 I believe I'm fixing to die
 Well, I don't mind dying
 But I hate to leave my children crying
 Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground
 Look over yonder to that burying ground
 Sure seems lonesome, Lord
 When the sun goes down
 Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord
 I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
 Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord
 I believe I'm fixing to dieBob Dylan - Fixin' To Die - http://ru.motolyrics.com/bob-dylan/fixin-to-die-lyrics.html
 Well, I don't mind dying but
 I hate to leave my children crying
 Well there's a black smoke rising, Lord
 It's rising up above my head, up above my head
 Well there's a black smoke rising, Lord
 It's rising up above my head
 And tell Jesus make up my dying bed
 I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
 I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die
 Yes I'm walking kind of funny, Lord
 I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die, fixing to die
 Well, I don't mind dying
 But I hate to leave my children crying














