Robert Plant - Fixin To Die скачать mp3

Feelin funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixin to die Oh, funny in my mind I believe I'm fixin' to I don't mind dying but I sure hate to leave my children crying Well now look over yonder to that burying ground Look over younger to that burying it sure seems lonesome lawd when the sun goes down Oh why, oh why oh why Black smoke rising up above my head Black smoke rising up above my oh tell me Jesus to make up my dying bed Left my home just to be with you Well now left my home just to be with you Got me here now that's the way you do C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon yeah Mama mama yeah Oh I Oh I Oh I Take me baby try me one more time Take me baby try me one more I feel that soon saw me goin blind Im feeling funny in mind lord I believe I'm fixing to die Feeling funny in mind lord I believe I'm fixing to I don't mind dying but I sure hate to leave my children I don't mind dying but I sure hate to leave my children I don't mind dying but I sure hate to leave my children cryin