Oh yeah!
Oh, in my time of dying, oh, want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do is take my body home
Take it home
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
I can die easy
*incoherant distant talking from a very drunken Zakk*
Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed
Loord, Meet me, Jesus, meet me Oh, Meet me in the middle of the air
If my wings should fail me, Lord Oh, please meet me with another pair
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Well, well, well, so I can die easy
Lord, Yeah!

Jesus, gonna make up somebody, somebody
Jesus gonna make up Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed
Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven Oh, Won't you just let me in
I never did no harm Lord
Ohhhhh, yeah
Never did you no wrong
ooooooooo No wrong!

I've only been this young once I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong
No, not once
Lord, I musta done somebody good,
I see their smiling face
Yeah I see your face child!
Ohhhhh
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus

Oh yeah, Oh I'm gonna make it my dyin' day,
Yup