Jesus Make Up My Dying Bed

Since me and Jesus got: married
Haven't been a minute apart
With the receiver in my hand
And re-ligion in my heart

I can ring 'im up easy
Ahhhhhhhhh
Oh well
Ring 'im up easy
Go make up my

Mmmm
Weeping that he ain't: lost
They despied the Amen
Hanging on the Cross

Hanging there in misery
Ahhhhhhhhh
Oh well
Hanging there in misery
Go make up my

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm
Jesus gon' make up my

They despied the: Amen
Made poor Martha moan
Jesus said to his de-sciples
Come and carry my mother along

Dying will be easy
Ahhhhhhhhh
Dying will be easy
Dying will be easy
Jesus gon' make up my

I'm dead and: buried
Some body said that I was lost
When it get down to Jordan
Have to bear my body across

Done gone over
Ahhhhhhhhh
Oh well
Done gone over
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