Prop Me Up Beside The Jukebox Lyrics

Prop Me Up Beside The Jukebox lyrics

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