Bury Me in My Boots

Album: Bury Me in My Boots (2016)
  • Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey
    A lot of cigarettes, girl, you don't need to kiss me
    Send me on my way with some black roses ???
    And you can't go with me

    I got a bible belt buckle on sand-washed cold blue jeans
    Little scripture, little liquor, sometimes insane, sometimes it's mean
    Hell, I'll always love you baby so that you just better believe
    But that pine bass clock is ticking down on me

    When I go, I wanna go out with style
    Baby, don't you cry yeah

    Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey
    A lot of cigarettes, girl, ain't no need to kiss me
    Send me on my way with some black roses ???
    And you can 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'm gone, 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 on Saturday night
    Inviting all my rad friends to party and holler goodbye
    When I'm walking on the hill, I just wanna look down
    Seeing a hell of a party down south

    So bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey
    A lot of cigarettes, girl, ain't no need to kiss me
    Send me on my way with some black roses ???
    And you can 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'm gone, baby, you know just what to do
    Bury me in my boots

    And don't forget the whiskey

    Ohh, we all got to go sometime, yeah
    When I go baby I wanna go down in style

    Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey
    A lot of cigarette girl you don't need to kiss me
    Send me on my way with some black roses ???
    And you can 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'm gone you know just what to do
    Oh, I said when I'm gone, baby you know just what to do
    Bury me in my boots

    And don't forget the whiskey, yeah Writer/s: KELBY RAY CALDWELL, JAREN RAY JOHNSTON, NEIL D. MASON
    Publisher: ME GUSTA MUSIC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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