In My Time of Dyin’(Explicit) - Black Label Society

Oh yeah
Oh in my time of dying oh want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do is take my body home
Take it home
Well well well so I can die easy
Well well well so I can die easy
I can die easy
*incoherant distant talking from a very drunken Zakk*
Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed
Loord Meet me Jesus meet me Oh Meet me in the middle of the air
If my wings should fail me Lord Oh please meet me with another pair
Well well well so I can die easy
Well well well so I can die easy
Lord Yeah
Jesus gonna make up somebody somebody
Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed
Saint Peter at the gates of heaven Oh Won't you just let me in
I never did no harm Lord
Ohhhhh yeah
Never did you no wrong
Ooooooooo No wrong
I've only been this young once I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong
No not once
Lord I musta done somebody good
I see their smiling face
Yeah I see your face child
Ohhhhh
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh yeah Oh I'm gonna make it my dyin' day
Yup