Saturday, May 16, 2015

Fixin' to Die

This man will die soon
And will leave his kids alone.
He doesn't like that.

Bukka White's 1940 blues song about wondering what it feels like to die appeared on Bob Dylan's first album in 1962. It's full of blues tropes, and if doing so is wrong, why would anyone want to be right? White's lyrics differ in some respects from Dylan's variation. I posted Dylan's below, and posted links to each song.

Feeling funny in my mind, Lord,
I believe I'm fixing to die, 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 die
Well, I don't mind dying but
I hate to leave my children crying
There's a black smoke rising, Lord
It's rising up above my head, up above my head
It's rising up above my head, 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.






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