Burry Me In My Boots

A D Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey E D light a cigarette girl lean on in and kiss me F#m D send me on my way with some black roses E D This is the path I've chosen and you can't go with me C D C AAA A D C AAA I got a "Bible Belt" buckle on sin-washed old blue jeans A D C AAA Little scripture little liquor, sometimes a saint sometimes mean A D C AAA I'll always love you baby and so that you just better believe A D C AAA But that "pine box" clock is a ticking down on me E D when I go, I wanna go with a style E D baby don't you cry just, A D Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey E D light a cigarette girl lean on in and kiss me F#m D send me on my way with some black roses E D This is the path I've chosen and you can go with me A D my hour glass was always half-empty E D It's bound to be the bottle or the bullet that bit me F#m D E so when I'm gone you know just what to do... C D C AAA bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey A D C AAA Don't dress me up like I'm going out on Saturday night A D C AAA Invite all my rowdy friends to party and holler goodbye E D When I'm walking into heaven I just wanna look down E D And see a hell of a party down south A D Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey E D light a cigarette girl lean on in and kiss me F#m D send me on my way with some black roses E D This is the path I've chosen and you can go with me A D my hour glass was always half-empty E D It's bound to be the bottle or the bullet that bit me F#m D E so when I'm gone you know just what to do... C D C AAA bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey F#m D E Oh, We're all gonna go sometime, yeah F#m D E When I go lay me down lay me down in style