Prop Me Up Beside The Juke Box If I Die - Joe Diffie [Intro] [D] [G] [Verse 1] Well I [D] ain't afraid of dying, it's the [G] thought of being dead I wanna go on [G] being me once my [Em] eulogy's been [A] read Don't [D] spread my ashes out to sea, don't [G] lay me down to rest You can put my [G] mind at ease if you [Em] fill my last re[A]quest |[Chorus] |Prop me [D] up beside the jukebox if I die |Lord, I wanna go to Heaven, but I don't [A] wanna go tonight |[D] Fill my boots up with sand, [G] put a stiff drink in my hand |Prop me [D] up beside the [C] jukebox [A] if I [D] die [Verse 2] Just [D] let my headstone [C] be a neon [D] sign Just let it burn in memory of [A] all of my good times [D] Fix me up with a mannequin, just re[G]member I like blondes I'll be the [D] life of the party even [A] when I'm dead and gone [Chorus] [Instrumental] [D] [G] [D] [A] [Bridge] Just [D] make your next selection and [G] while you're still in line [D] You can pay your last respects one [A] quarter at a time |[Chorus] |Prop me [D] up beside the jukebox if I die |Lord, I wanna go to Heaven, but I don't [A] wanna go tonight |[D] Fill my boots up with sand, [G] put a stiff drink in my hand |Prop me [D] up beside the [C] jukebox [A] if I [D] die [Outro] [NC] Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Lord, I wanna go to Heaven, but I don't wanna go tonight [D] Fill my boots up with sand, [G] put a stiff drink in my hand Prop me [D] up beside the [C] jukebox [A] if I [D] die Lord, prop me [D] up beside the [C] jukebox [A] if I [D] die