In my time of dying

In my time of dying

I 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

So I can die easy

Jesus got to make up

You know

Jesus going to make up

Jesus going to make up my dying bed

Meet me, Jesus, meet me

Ooh, 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

Oh, oh

Well, well, well

So I can die easy

Jesus going to make up

Somebody, somebody

Oh, oh

Jesus going to make up

Jesus going to make up my dying bed

Oh, Saint Peter

At the gates of heaven

Won't you let me in?

I never did no harm

I never did no wrong

Ah, oh, Gabriel, let me blow your horn

Let me blow your horn

Oh, I never did no harm

Did no harm

I've only been this young once

I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong

No, not once, oh no

Oh yeah!

Oh, I did somebody some good

Somebody some good, yes, oh

Oh, did somebody some good, yeah

I must have did somebody some good, yeah

Oh, I believe I did

I see the smiling faces

I know I must have left some traces, oh

And I see them in the streets

And I see them in the field

And I hear them shouting under my feet

And I know it's got to be real

Oh Lord, deliver me

All the wrong I've done

Oh, you can deliver me, Lord

I only wanted to have some fun

Oh, hear the angels marching, hear them marching

Hear them marching, hear them marching, the marching

Oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus

Oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus

Oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus

Oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, ah, oh

Now my Jesus, hey, yeah, it's got to be my Jesus, oh

It's got to be, it's got to be my Jesus, it's got to be, oh

It's got to be my Jesus, oh, take me home

Come on, come on, I can hear the angels singing

Oh, here they come, here they come, here they come

Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye

Oh, it feels pretty good up here, pretty good up here

Oh Georgina

oh Georgina

oh Georgina

oh Georgina

oh Georgina.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh yeah

Ooh I'll see you again, come on

Ooh yes

Oh, don't you make it my dying, dying, dying

Cough

That's going to be the one isn't it?

Come have a listen then

Oh yes, thank you