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IN MY TIME OF DYING
(JESUS GONNA MAKE UP MY DYING BED)

(trad./BLIND WILLIE JOHNSON/JOSH WHITE/BOB DYLAN)

(Version #1) (JOSH WHITE) | (Version #2) (BOB DYLAN)


Josh White


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Recorded by BOB DYLAN, vocal/guitar/harmonica, New York, NY, Nov 20, 1961; released on "Bob Dylan," Mar 19, 1962;
likely source: Josh White, 1933.


VERSION #1
as recorded by "Joshua White, The Singing Christian" (JOSH WHITE, vocal/guitar), New York, NY, Aug 15, 1933;
transcribed by Manfred Helfert.

Now, in the time of dying,
I don't want nobody to mourn.
All I want my friends to do
Comin' for my dying arms,
Well, well, well,
So I can die easy,
Well, well, well.
Well, well, well,
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed.

Meet me, Jesus, meet me,
Won't you meet me in the middle of the air.
And if these wings should fail me, Lord,
Won't you meet me with another pair,
Well, well, well,
So I can die easy, Well, well, well.
Won't you meet me, Jesus,
Well, well, well,
Well, well, well,
Jesus gonna make up my dyin'.

I'm going on down to the river,
Stick my sword up in the sand.
Gonna shout my troubles over, Lord,
I done made it to the promised land,
Well, well, well,
I've done crossed over,
Well, well, well.
Well, well, well,
I've done crossed over,
Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed.

Ever since I been acquainted with Jesus,
We haven't been a mil (?) apart.
He placed the receiver in my hand,
True religion in my heart,
Well, well, well.
I can ring up my Jesus,
Well, well, well,
Well, well, well,
I can ring up Jesus,
Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed.

Going on down to the river,
Stick my sword up in the sand,
Gonna shout my troubles over,
I've done made it to the promised land,
Well, well, well.
I've done crossed over,
Well, well well,
Well, well, well,
Jesus gonna make up dyin' bed.


VERSION #2
as recorded by BOB DYLAN, New York, NY, Nov 20, 1961;
transcribed by Manfred Helfert.

Well, in my time of dyin'
Don't 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,
Well, well, well,
So I can die easy.
Jesus gonna make up, Jesus gonna make up,
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed.

Well, meet me, Jesus, meet me,
Meet me in the middle of the air.
If these wings should fail me, Lord,
Won't you meet me with another pair,
Well, well, well,
So I can die easy,
Well, well well,
Well, well, well,
So I can die easy.
Jesus gonna make up, Jesus gonna make up,
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed.

Lord, in my time of dying
Don't want nobody to cry,
All I want you to do is
Take me when I die.
Well, well, well,
So I can die easy,
Well, well well,
Well, well, well,
So I can die easy.
Jesus gonna make up, Jesus gonna make up,
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed.


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