I'm fixing to thrill We know you're one of us What's all the fuss? Just do it Uh huh I'm fixin' to thrill Yeah, do it I'm fixin' to thrill And get
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
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
Come on all you big strong men, Uncle Sam needs your help again. He's got himself in a terrible jam Way down yonder in desert lands. So put down your
Well I?m sitting on the front porch Running down the steep steps Here comes the boy, carrying the paper Catch it in mid- air Run back up the stairs Open
"The problem is all inside your head," she said to me "The answer is easy if we take it logically I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free There
This song about coffee Y'all like COfeee? I like it too mmhmm They say the best part of waking up Is folgers in your cup I dont know about that but I
Well the road is a lonely time Well the road is a lonely time Get back to you babe you know I'm trying Well the road is a lonely night Well the road is
Dear Katie, I'll miss you when I am on the road But I'll write you a letter, and I'll seal it with a kiss I miss you, Katie Miss I miss holding you, in
You're just well to get ready, for you got to die You're just well to get ready, for you got to die It may be tomorrow Lord, you can't tell the minute
Feelin' funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixin' to die Feelin' funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixin' to die Well, I don't mind dyin' But I hate
I got bills to pay overdue since May But paying bills ain't something I'ma do today I'd rather write a rhyme about the life I threw away Are you the reason
Feelin' funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixin' to die Oh, funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixin' to I don't mind dyin' but I sure hate to leave
Live Written by Bukka White, rewritten by Bob Dylan Feeling funny in my mind, Lord, I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die Feeling funny in my mind
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
a lesson from me It's cold and it's lonesome But it aint no big ride The horses are helpless Young child fixin' to die The horses are helpless Young child fixin
Bukka White/Plant/Adams/Deamer/Baggott/Jones/Thompson) Feelin funny in my mind lord I believe I'm fixin to die Oh funny in my mind I believe I'm fixin