T.B. Is KIlling Me - Live

Now, but, ooh, the T.B is killing me

Ooh, yeah baby, the T.B is killing me

Yes, I want my body buried

Way down in Jackson, Tennessee

When I was on my bed afflicted, baby

You didn't even down to come around

When I was sick and in my bed, baby

You wouldn't even down to come around

And you know one thing baby

The TB was killing me

When I was up on my feet

I had friends all over town

When I was up on my feet

I had friends all over town

But when I got sick and in my bed

I didn't have a friend that came around

OOh now, the TB is killing

I declare, I declare, declare

Don't you know the TB is killing me

Someone should write to my mother

Lord and tell her the shape I in.

I sit by your will everybody

I believe this is the end

I sit by your will everybody

I And don't you know

And don't you know

The TB is killing me