Текст песни Joe Diffie - Prop Me Up Beside The Jukebox
Joe Diffie - Prop Me Up Beside The Jukebox слова песни
Well I ain`t afraid of die`n,It`s the though of being deadI wanna go on being me once my eulogys been readDon`t spread my ashes out to sea, don`t lay me down to restYou can put my mind to ease if you fill my last requestProp me up beside the jukebox when I dieLord I wanna go to heaven but I don`t wanna go tonightFill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my handprop me up beside the jukebox when I dieJust make your next selection and while your still iin lineYou can pay you last respects one quarter at a timeProp me up beside the jukebox when I dieLord I wanna go to heaven but I don`t wanna go tonightfill my boots up with sand put a stiff drink in my handprop me up beside the jukebox when I dieOh prop me up beside the jukebox when I die