Prop Me Up Beside The Jukebox Lyrics - Joe Diffie

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 

Just make your next selection 

And while your 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