Bury Me in My Boots

Album: Bury Me in My Boots (2016)
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  • 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
    This is the path I've chosen and you can't go with me

    I got a "Bible Belt" buckle on sand-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

    Goin' dress me up like I'm going out on saturday night (oh, yeah)
    Invite all my rowdy friends to party and holler goodbye (come on now)
    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 Writer/s: Jaren Ray Johnston, Kelby Ray Caldwell, Neil D. Mason
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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