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