Dixie Wailin

When my time to go is here

Call my friends to gather near

Tell the doctor and the preacher that I'm failing

But forget about your black

'Cause I plan on coming back

Play some honky-tonkin' grief and Dixie wailing

Pick me up and lay me down

And spread the news all over town

And tell 'em all to come or they'll be sorry

Pick me up and shake me twice

I'm coming back from paradise

This poor boy is here to live in glory

When it's time to say good-bye

All my friends will sit and cry

And they'll watch the coffin rockin' round and squirmin'

Then they'll raise a mighty shout

When my bones come marching out

And I praise myself and preach the final sermon

Pick me up and lay me down

And spread the news all over town

And tell 'em all to come or they'll be sorry

Pick me up and shake me twice

I'm coming back from paradise

This poor boy is here to live in glory

When the Earth begins to quake

From the shaking of my wake

I'll be here and making music like a lifeline

'Till the honky-tonkin' grief

Gives the Angels sweet relief

'Cause they know that Dixie Wailin is still surviving

Pick me up and lay me down

And spread the news all over town

And tell 'em all to come or they'll be sorry

Pick me up and shake me twice

I'm coming back from paradise

This poor boy is here to live in glory