Bury Me In My Boots Lyrics - The Cadillac Three

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 

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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 

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 

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 

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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