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Some people wanna lay to rest in peace

Listen to the crickets in the tall pine trees

But me, no, that ain't me

That's all I need

When I'm dead and gone, don't call no pastor

Just keep the band pickin' on old Haggard

Ain't nothin' wrong spendin' my afterlife livin' this way

So, when I die, bury me inside that honky tonk hardwood stage

So, I can keep stompin' one foot in the grave

Don't need no hearse or motorcade

Don't need no daisies or a rose bouquet

All I got in my will is this hundred-dollar bill in my pocket

To keep that country band rockin'

When I'm dead and gone, don't call no pastor

Just keep the band pickin' on old Haggard

Ain't nothin' wrong spendin' my afterlife livin' this way

So, when I die, bury me inside that honky tonk hardwood stage

So, I can keep stompin' one foot in the grave

When I'm dead and gone, don't call no pastor

Just keep the band pickin' on old Haggard

Ain't nothin' wrong spendin' my afterlife livin' this way

So, when I die, bury me inside that honky tonk hardwood stage

So, I can keep stompin' one foot in the grave

So, I can keep stompin' one foot in the grave