I hope I die in my boots
I hope I die in my boots
Never saw no use
Dying in my Sunday shoes
I hope I die in my boots
I hope I die in the spring
I hope I die in the spring
Never saw no reason
To die in any other season
I hope I die in the spring
I'll be walking in my garden
When my soul like a prisoner's pardon
When my heart stops starting
I hope that I'm not sleeping
When Mr. Grim comes reaping
I want to see the face that he's been keeping
Got to keep my eyes open
I gotta keep my eyes open
Wanna see my broken
Soul start floating
Die with my eyes wide open
I hope I die in my boots
I hope I die in my boots
Never saw no use
Dying in my Sunday shoes.