[fDGCD] I learned "I'm Dying, Mother" from the recording of Bert Hare on Art Rosenbaum's "Art of Field Recording Sampler" album (Dust To Digital, 2006): https://dust-digital.com/shop/art-of-field-recording-sampler

"I was in East Kentucky, in this little town called Asher. I went to the general store and post office and asked the postmaster, Bert Hare, 'Are there any fiddlers or banjo or guitar players around?' He said, 'Well, I play guitar a little bit.' He took his guitar out from under the counter, and he starts playing some religious ballads and singing. I asked if I could get my tape recorder..." - Dr. Arthur S. Rosenbaum
One summer eve as the sun was setting
The wind blew soft and cold,
A young man lay on a bed of fever
And the tears stood in his eyes.
I'm dying, Mother, I'm surely dying
And Hell is my awful doom,
Come take my hand and
Press it tight for my heart is sad with gloom.
The other night as I left the meeting
The Spirit bid me pray,
Said, "Not tonight but
Next week only--I must go and dance with the gay."
O Mother dear go tell my comrades
Not to do as I have done,
When the Spirit calls do
Not deny him or put him off in fun
Jesus-David Jerez-Gomez
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