I hope I die in my boots
I hope I die in my boots
Never saw no use
Of dyin' 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 walkin' in my garden
When my soul, like a prisoner's pardoned
When my heart stops startin'
I hope that I'm not sleepin'
When MIster Grim comes reapin'
I wanna see the face that he's been keepin'
I've gotta keep my eyes open
I've gotta keep my eyes open
I wanna see my broken soul start floating
And die with my eyes wide open
I hope I die in my boots
I hope I die in my boots
Never saw no use
Of dyin' in my Sunday shoes
I hope I die in my boots