Jim Henson - Dixie wailin

^DmWhen my time to go is here ^GCall my friends to gather near ^DmTell the doctor and the preacher that I'm faili^Ang

^DmBut forget about your black C^Gause I'm planning to come back ^BbPlay some honky-tonkin' grief and Dixi^Dme wailing

^BbPick me up and lay me down A^Dmnd spread the news all over town ^AAnd tell 'em all to come or they'll be ^Dmsorry ^BbPick me up and shake me twice ^DmI'm coming back from paradise ^AThis poor boy is here to live in ^Dmglory

^DmWhen it's time to say good-bye ^GAll my friends will sit and cry ^DmAnd they'll watch the coffin rockin' round and squirmin' ^{A Dm}Then they'll raise a mighty shout ^GWhen my bones come marching out ^BmAnd I praise myself and preach the ^Dmfinal sermon

^BbPick me up and lay me down A^Dmnd spread the news all over town ^AAnd tell 'em all to come or they'll be ^Dmsorry ^BbPick me up and shake me twice ^DmI'm coming back from paradise ^AThis poor boy is here to live in ^Dmglory

^DmWhen the Earth begins to quake ^GmFrom the shaking at my wake ^DmI'll be here and making music like a life line ^{A Dm}Till the honky-tonkin' grief ^GGives the Angels sweet relief ^BbCause they know that Dixie wail is still ^Dmsurviving ^BbPick me up and lay me down A^Dmnd spread the news all over town ^AAnd tell 'em all to come or they'll be ^Dmsorry ^BbPick me up and shake me twice ^DmI'm coming back from paradise ^AThis poor boy is here to live in ^Dmglory

^BbPick me up and lay me down A^Dmnd spread the news all over town ^AAnd tell 'em all to come or they'll be ^Dmsorry ^BbPick me up and shake me twice ^DmI'm coming back from paradise ^AThis poor boy is here to live in ^Dmglory