In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn All I want for you to do is take my body home Well, well, well, so I can die easy Well, well, well, so I can die easy Jesus, gonna make up, sure enough Jesus, gonna make up Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed. Meet me, Jesus, meet me. Meet me in the middle of the air If my wings should fail me, Lord. Please meet me with another pair Well, well, well, so I can die easy Well, well, well, so I can die easy Jesus, gonna make up.. somebody, somebody... oh, oh Jesus gonna make up... Jesus gonna make it my dyin' bed Oh, Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven... Won't you let me in I never did no harm. I never did no wrong Oh, Gabriel, let me blow your horn. Let me blow your horn Oh, I never did, did no harm. I've only been this young once. I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong. No, not once. Oh, I did somebody some good. Somebody some good... Oh, did somebody some good. I must have did somebody some good... I see their smiling faces And I see them in the streets And I see them in the field And I hear them shouting under my feet And I know it's got to be real Oh, Lord, deliver me All the wrong I've done You can deliver me, Lord I only wanted to have some fun. Hear the angels marchin', hear the' marchin', hear them marchin', hear them marchin', the' marchin' Oh my Jesus... Oh my Jesus… It’s got to be my Jesus, Oh take me home Oh, don't you make it my dyin', dyin', dyin'... It’s got to be my Jesus And I hear the angels singin’ Here they come! Here they come! Bye-bye, bye-bye Won’t ya, Jesus?