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