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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, got to make you... sure know, Jesus, gonna make you Jesus, gonna make you my dyin' bed, Meet me, Jesus, meet me Ooh, 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 Oh-oh, well, well, well, so I can die easy Jesus, gonna make you... somebody, somebody Oh, oh, Jesus gonna make you Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed Oh, Saint Peter, at the gates of hea'en Won't you let me in, I never did no harm I never did no wrong, Oh, oh Gabriel, let me blow your horn Let me blow your horn, Oh, I never did, did no harm Did no harm, I've only been this young once I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong No, not once, oh, Oh, good, Oh, I did somebody some good Somebody some good, yes-oh, Oh, did somebody some good, yeah I must have did somebody some good, yeah, Oh, I believe I did I see the smilin' faces, I know there must be lipstick traces, oh God SongtexteAnd 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, Ooh, you can deliver me, Lo-ord I only wanted to have some fun Oh, hear the angels marchin', hear the' marchin', hear them marchin', hear them, marchin', the' marchin' Oh my Jesus, oh my Gina, oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Gina, oh my Gina, Oh my Jesus, oh my Jesus, oh my Gina, oh my Je-ah-oh, ah my Je-hey, yeah, that's got to be my Jesus, whoa-whoa It's got to be, it's got to be my Jesus It's got to be, oh It's got to be my Jesus Oh, gonna take me home, Come on, come on I can hear the angels singin' Oh, here they come, here they come, here they come Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye Oh, it feels pretty good up here, pretty good up here I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus, I'll touch Jesus, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah Oh, I see him, yeah, Come on, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take Ooh, yes, come on, oh, oh yeah, Oh, don't you make it my dyin', dyin', dyin'... (hack cough cough) Cough... (That's gonna be the one, isn't it?) (Come have a listen, then.) (Oh yes, thank you.) Aus Songtexte Mania