Jesus Is a Dying Bed Maker - Uncle Sinner

Well I’m called up yonder in my dyin' bed

I want my friends to be bold

All I’d ask you to do for me

Go and lay me on the coolin' board

Oh well, oh well

Gonna stretch out on him

Gonna stretch out on him

Stretch out on him

Jesus gonna make up my dyin'

When my heart stops beatin'

And my hands turn cold

Blood stops runnin' all

Take my hand, take all my wealth

Take everything I done

Oh well, oh well

Hard teacher

He’s a hard teacher

Hard teacher

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Well meet me Jesus, meet me up

Meet me in the middle of the air

If these wings should fail me, Lord

Oh, won’t you meet me with another pair?

Oh well, oh well

On my journey

I’m on my journey

On my journey

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Well I’m called up yonder in my dyin' bed

I want my friends to be bold

All I’d ask you to do for me

Go and lay me on the coolin' board

Oh well, oh well

Gonna stretch out on him

Gonna stretch out on him

Stretch out on him

Jesus gonna make up my dyin'

Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed