Fixin’ to Die
Leonora Tomlinson
I was crawling through the mud
You know another day in the sun
I was sitting round and wondering why
I just - I just couldn't stay dry
Well a man came walking by
Asked me if I knew I'm fixin' to die
When I looked up at his face
He smiled and said it's not a race
Round and round and round and round we go
I'm not sure I'm just here for the show
So I took a glance at myself
Thinking maybe I'd get off the shelf
When it came time to move my feet
I found I'd rather take a back seat
So when I'm caught up in the rain
Well his words they shake around in my brain
No use sitting round and wondering why when I'm
When I'm fixing to die when I'm fixing to die when I'm fixing to die when I'm fixing to die