Dm When my time to go is here, G Call my friends to gather near. Dm A Tell the doctor and the preacher that I'm failing. Dm But forget about your black, G 'Cause I'm planning to come back. Bb Dm Play some honky-tonkin' grief and Dixie wailing. Chorus: Bb Pick me up and lay me down, Dm And spread the news all over town, A Dm And tell 'em all to come or they'll be sorry. Bb Pick me up and shake me twice. Dm I'm coming back from paradise. A Dm 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. CHORUS When the Earth begins to quake, From the shaking at my wake, I'll be here and making music like a light wine [could be life line]. 'Till the honky-tonkin' grief, Gives the Angels sweet relief, 'Cause they know that Dixie wail is still surviving. CHORUS 2xThis is that amazing dixie funeral dirge from the popular childrens show Fraggle rock. I couldn't find the chords for the song anywhere so I took a stab at it and I think it's alright.