Jesus Is a Dying-Bed Maker

He’s a dying bed maker
He’s a dying bed maker
He’s a dying bed maker
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
Jesus made a woman up at his will;
She went a running
I saw a man leaning on the well
He told me everything I need
He might be a prophet
He might be a prophet
He might be a prophet
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
Let’s go and meet him
Let’s go and meet him
Let’s go and meet him
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
Yeah! when I craw up in my dying bed;
I want my fate to be born
It is all I ask you to do for me
Come lay me on the coolin' board
Gonna sit down on it
Gonna sit down on it
Gonna sit down on it
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
He’s the high on teacher
He’s the high on teacher
He’s the high on teacher
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
When I craw up in my…
by my knees
Is all I ask you to do for me
Come and get up out my way
I’m going to heaven
I’m going to heaven
I’m going to heaven
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
Oh well, well
I’ve got to leave you
I’ve got to leave you
I’ve got to leave you
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
Oh well, well
I’m on my journey
I’m on my journey
I’m on my journey
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
Well
Yeah! when I craw up in my dying bed;
I want my fate to be born
It is all I ask you to do for me
Come lay me on the coolin' board
I’m gonna sit down on it
I’m gonna sit down on it
I’m gonna sit down on it
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed