Songtext:
(first release¡ºbooker t. washington (bukka) white) Klebefolie Holzdekor
Feeling funny in my mind, lord, I believe i'm fixing to die Homepage Design Leichlingen Feeling funny in my mind, lord I believe i'm fixing to die Well, i don't mind dying Pendel But i hate to leave my children crying Well, i look over yonder to that burying ground Look over yonder to that burying ground Hamburg Sure seems lonesome, lord, when the sun goes down
Feeling funny in my eyes, lord, Kegelbahn Köln I believe i'm fixing to die, fixing to die Feeling funny in my eyes, lord I believe i'm fixing to die Kunststoffsilo Well, i don't mind dying but I hate to leave my children crying There's a black smoke rising, lord Rechtsanwälte Rödermark 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. Immobilien Mönchengladbach
I'm walking kind of funny, lord I believe i'm fixing to die, fixing to die Denkmalschutz Yes i'm walking kind of funny, lord I believe i'm fixing to die Fixing to die, fixing to die Denkmalschutz Well, i don't mind dying But i hate to leave my children crying.
