Prop Me Up Beside The Jukebox (If I Die)

Well, I ain't afraid of dying, it's the thought of being dead
 I wanna go on being me once my eulogy's been read
 Don't spread my ashes out to sea, don't lay me down to rest
 You can put my mind at ease if you fill my last request
 Prop me up beside the jukebox if 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 if I die
 Just let my headstone be a neon sign
 Just let it burn in memory of all of my good times
 Fix me up with a mannequin, just remember I like blondes
 I'll be the life of the party even when I'm dead and gone
 Prop me up beside the jukebox if 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 if I die
 Oh
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 Just make your next selection
 And while you're still in line
 You can pay your last respects
 One quarter at a time
 Prop me up beside the jukebox if 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 if I die
 Prop me up beside the jukebox if 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 if I die
 Lord, prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
 
 Well, I ain't afraid of dying, it's the thought of being dead
 I wanna go on being me once my eulogy's been read
 Don't spread my ashes out to sea, don't lay me down to rest
 You can put my mind at ease if you fill my last request
 Prop me up beside the jukebox if 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 if I die
 Just let my headstone be a neon sign
 Just let it burn in memory of all of my good times
 Fix me up with a mannequin, just remember I like blondes
 I'll be the life of the party even when I'm dead and gone
 Prop me up beside the jukebox if 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 if I die
 Oh
 ♪
 Just make your next selection
 And while you're still in line
 You can pay your last respects
 One quarter at a time
 Prop me up beside the jukebox if 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 if I die
 Prop me up beside the jukebox if 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 if I die
 Lord, prop me up beside the jukebox if I die