Dm When my time to go is hereG Call my friends to gather nearDm A Tell the doctor and the preacher that I'm failingDm But forget about your blackG Cause I'm planning to come backBb Dm Play some honky-tonkin' grief and Dixie wailingBb Pick me up and lay me downDm And spread the news all over townA Dm And tell 'em all to come or they'll be sorryBb Pick me up and shake me twiceDm I'm coming back from paradiseA Dm This poor boy is here to live in gloryDm When it's time to say good-byeG All my friends will sit and cryDm A And they'll watch the coffin rockin' round and squirmin'Dm Then they'll raise a mighty shoutG When my bones come marching outBm Dm And I praise myself and preach the final sermonBb Pick me up and lay me downDm And spread the news all over townA Dm And tell 'em all to come or they'll be sorryBb Pick me up and shake me twiceDm I'm coming back from paradiseA Dm This poor boy is here to live in gloryDm When the Earth begins to quakeGm From the shaking at my wakeDm A I'll be here and making music like a life lineDm Till the honky-tonkin' griefG Gives the Angels sweet reliefBb Dm Cause they know that Dixie wail is still survivingBb Pick me up and lay me downDm And spread the news all over townA Dm And tell 'em all to come or they'll be sorryBb Pick me up and shake me twiceDm I'm coming back from paradiseA Dm This poor boy is here to live in gloryBb Pick me up and lay me downDm And spread the news all over townA Dm And tell 'em all to come or they'll be sorryBb Pick me up and shake me twiceDm I'm coming back from paradiseA Dm This poor boy is here to live in glory
Dixie Wailin
Jim Henson
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