Fixin' It Up

When I left Kentucky There was one thing on my mind And I knew what you wanted from me But I never had the time There was a preacher on the radio And I wondered if he was right Will I ever make it to heaven when I die? Will I ever make it to heaven when I die? And there's one thing I remember When lifе get's so unkind Is that a rich boy goes to collegе And a poor man holds the line And now they're takin' what they want from me But I'm seein' the divide And I keep on singin' a song that never pays me a dime And I keep on singin' a song that never pays me a dime But I'm fixin' it up, Mama, and I'm doin' it right I'm gonna have everything worked out in my due time I'm fixin' it up, Mama, and I'm doin' it right I'm gonna have everything worked out in my due time You used to tell me that a lady never lies She lays down straight in the bed she's made And she never will ask why She stands on a mountain and she makes the sacrifice But there's a doubt in my heart and a gleam in my eye But I'm fixin' it up, Mama, and I'm doin' it right I'm gonna have everything worked out in my due time There's a doubt in my heart and a gleam in my eye But I'm fixin' it up, Mama, and I'm doin' it right