Paroles Prop Me Up Beside The Jukebox (if I Die)

Paroles de la chanson Prop Me Up Beside The Jukebox (if I Die) :
Well I ain't afraid of die'n,It's the though of being dead

I wanna go on being me once my eulogys been read

Don't spread my ashes out to sea, don't lay me down to rest

You can put my mind to ease if you fill my last request

Prop me up beside the jukebox when I die

Lord I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight

Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand

prop me up beside the jukebox when I die

Just make your next selection and while your still iin line

You can pay you last respects one quarter at a time

Prop me up beside the jukebox when I die

Lord I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight

fill my boots up with sand put a stiff drink in my hand

prop me up beside the jukebox when I die

Oh prop me up beside the jukebox when I die