Bury Me In My Boots

Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey

Light a cigarette, girl, lean on in and kiss me

Send me on my way with some black roses

This is the path I've chosen and you can't go with me

I got a Bible Belt buckle on sin-washed old blue jeans

Little scripture, little liquor, sometimes a saint, sometimes mean

I'll always love you, baby, and so that you just better believe

But that pine box clock is a ticking down on me

When I go, I wanna go out in style

Baby, don't you cry, just

Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey

Light a cigarette, girl, lean on in and kiss me

Send me on my way with some black roses

This is the path I've chosen and you can't go with me

My hour glass was always half-empty

It's bound to be the bottle or the bullet that bit me

So when I go, baby, you know just what to do

Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey

Don't dress me up like I'm going out on Saturday night

Invite all my rowdy friends to party and holler goodbye, c'mon, fellas

When I'm walking into Heaven, I just wanna look down

And see a Hell of a party down South

So bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey

Light a cigarette, girl, lean on in and kiss me

Send me on my way with some black roses

This is the path I've chosen, no you can't go with me

My hour glass was always half-empty

It was bound to be the bottle or the bullet that bit me

So when I go, baby, you know just what to do

Bury me in my boots

Yeah

And don't forget the whiskey

Oh, we're all gonna go sometime, yeah

When I go, lay me down, lay me down in style

Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey

Light a cigarette, girl, lean on in and kiss me

Send me on my way with some black roses

This is the path I've chosen, no you can't go with me

My hour glass was always half-empty

It was bound to be the bottle or the bullet that bit me

So when I go, baby, you know just what to do

Oh I said when I go, baby, you know just what to do

Bury me in my boots

And don't forget the whiskey