Promise True and Grand-Bukka White

Fixin' To Die Blues - Bukka White I'm lookin' funny in my eyes And I believe I'm fixin' to die Believe I'm fixin' to die I'm lookin' funny in my eyes Now, I believe I'm fixin' to die, yeah I know I was born to die But I hate to leave my children around cryin' Yeah Just as sho' we live It's a, sho' we's born to die Sho' we's born to die Just as sho's we live Sho' we's born to die Yeah I know I was born to die But I hate to leave my children around cryin' Yeah Yo mother treated me, children Like I was her baby child Was her baby child Yo mother treated me Like I was her baby child That's why's I sighed Sighed so hard And come back home to die Yeah So many nights at the fireside How my chillen's mother would cry How my chillen's mother would cry So many nights at the fireside How my chillen's mother would cry Yeah 'Cause I told the mother I had to say, goodbye Look over yon-der On the buryin' ground On the buryin' ground Look over yonder, on the burying ground Yon' stand ten thousand Standin' still to let me down Yeah Mother, take my chillen back Before they let me down Before they let me down Mother, take my chillen back 'Fore they let me down Ain't no need a-them screamin' an cryin' On the graveyard ground.