[Chorus] G Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey D A lot of cigarette girl you don't need to kiss me Em send me on my way with some black roses C and you can go with me [Verse] G I got a belt buckle on sand-washed cold blue D either scripture or liquor sometimes insane Em hell I'll always love you baby so you just better believe C is ticking down on me G D when I go, I wanna go with a style Em C baby don't you cry yeah [Chorus] G Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey D A lot of cigarette girl you don't need to kiss me Em send me on my way with some black roses C and you can go with me G my hour glass was always half-empty D it's bound to be the bottle or the bullet that bit me Em so when I'm gone you know just what to do... C bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey [Verse] G Don't dress me up like I'm going in a saturday night D Tell all my friends to party and holler goodbye Em When I'm walking on the hill I just wanna look down C seeing a hell of a party down south [Chorus] G Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey D A lot of cigarette girl you don't need to kiss me Em send me on my way with some black roses C and you can go with me G my hour glass was always half-empty D it's bound to be the bottle or the bullet that bit me Em so when I'm gone you know just what to do... C bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey [Bridge] G D we all got to go sometime Em C when I go baby I wanna go down in style [Chorus] G Bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey D A lot of cigarette girl you don't need to kiss me Em send me on my way with some black roses C and you can go with me G my hour glass was always half-empty D it's bound to be the bottle or the bullet that bit me Em so when I'm gone you know just what to do... C bury me in my boots and don't forget the whiskey
