{"id":481,"date":"2021-03-22T17:47:41","date_gmt":"2021-03-22T17:47:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/?page_id=481"},"modified":"2021-03-22T17:47:41","modified_gmt":"2021-03-22T17:47:41","slug":"fixin-to-die-blues","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/?page_id=481","title":{"rendered":"Fixin\u2019 To Die Blues"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><strong>Bukka White (Booker T Washington)<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-rich is-provider-inbaddningshanterare wp-block-embed-inbaddningshanterare wp-embed-aspect-4-3 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Bukka White - Fixin To Die Blues\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/szGRsuK8MbM?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Open G<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m lookin\u2019 funny in my eyes and I,&nbsp;&nbsp;belive I\u2019m fixin\u2019 to die, believe I\u2019m fixin\u2019to die<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m lookin\u2019 funny in my eyes and I, believe I\u2019m fixin\u2019 to die<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I know I was born to die but I hate to leave my children cryin\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Just as sure we\u2019s livin\u2019, I say, sure we\u2019s born to die, sure we\u2019s born to die<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Just as sure we live, sure we\u2019s born to die<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I know I was born to die but I hate to leave my children cryin\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Your mother treated me, children, like I was her baby child, was her baby child<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Your mother treated me like I was her baby child<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That\u2019s why it\u2019s I tried so hard to come back home to die<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So many nights at the fireside, how my children\u2019s mother would cry,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>how my children\u2019s mother would cry<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So many nights at the fireside, how my children\u2019s mother would cry<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Cause I told their mother I had to say good-bye<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Look over yonder, on the buryin\u2019 ground, on the buryin\u2019 ground<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Look over yonder, on the buryin ground<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yonder stand ten thousand, standin\u2019 see \u2019em let me down<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mother, take my children back, before they let me down, before they let me down<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mother, take my children back, Fore they let me down<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ain\u2019t no need of them screamin\u2019 and cryin\u2019 and on the graveyard ground<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bukka White (Booker T Washington) Open G I\u2019m lookin\u2019 funny in my eyes and I,&nbsp;&nbsp;belive I\u2019m fixin\u2019 to die, believe I\u2019m fixin\u2019to die I\u2019m lookin\u2019 funny in my eyes and I, believe I\u2019m fixin\u2019 to die I know I was born to die but I hate to leave my children cryin\u2019 &#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;- Just as sure&hellip; 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