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 jukebo 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 jukebo if I die
Just let my headstone be a neon sign
Just let it burn in memory
of all of my good times
Fi 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 jukebo 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 jukebo if I die
Just make your ne t selection
And while your still in line
You can pay your last respects
One quarter at a time
Prop me up beside the jukebo 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 jukebo if I die
Prop me up beside the jukebo 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 jukebo if I die
Lord prop me up beside
the jukebo if I die
Songwriters
Read more: Joe Diffie Prop Me Up
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