Mychael Danna Follow

Physical Graffiti
In My Time Of Dying
In my time of dying, 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 you... sure know, Jesus, gonna make you
Jesus, gonna make you my dyin' 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, gonna make you... somebody, somebody
Oh, oh, Jesus gonna make you
Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed
Oh, Saint Peter, at the gates of hea'en
Won't you let me in, I never did no harm
I never did no wrong, Oh, oh Gabriel, let me blow your horn
Let me blow your horn, Oh, I never did, 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, Oh, good, 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 smilin' faces,
I know there must be lipstick traces, oh God
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, Ooh, you can deliver me, Lo-ord
I only wanted to have some fun
Oh, hear the angels marchin', hear the' marchin', hear them marchin', hear them, marchin', the' marchin'
Oh my Jesus, oh my Gina, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus,
oh my Gina, oh my Gina, Oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Gina, oh my Je-ah-oh, ah my
Je-hey, yeah, that's got to be my Jesus, whoa-whoa
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, gonna take me home, Come on, come on
I can hear the angels singin'
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
I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, I see him, yeah, Come on, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take
Ooh, yes, come on, oh, oh yeah,
Oh, don't you make it my dyin', dyin', dyin'...
(hack cough cough)
Cough...
(That's gonna be the one, isn't it?)
(Come have a listen, then.)
(Oh yes, thank you.)

Physical Graffiti
In My Time Of Dying