Dyin Flu

Well I'm dyin' with the flu, oh, an' I don't know what to do Well I'm dyin' with the flu, oh, an' I don't know what to do Well my doctor gave me up, he said, "I can't do no more for you" Please call my girlfriend, tell her I'm goin' on home Yes, please call my girlfriend, tell her I'm goin' on home Yeah, you tell 'em that flu is chillin', an' I don't want her to weep an' moan Alright Well it's gettin' dark, ev'rything seem to fade out Well it's gettin' dark, ev'ything seem to be fadin' out Well I hate to leave this old world but I found out what dyin' is all about