Текст Jacob Bryant – Pour Whiskey On My Grave

When I’m gone don’t bring me pretty flowers
And don’t sit and cry for me at my tombstone
Come and visit me in the midnight hours
With your party on

Think of me and recall all the good times
And bring your memories and a bottle of old Jim Beam
And take a swig as a haunted honky-tonk moon shines
And remember me

Pour whiskey on my grave
Let it seep into my bones
Have a drink with me
Even when I’m gone
I’ll do the same for you
If you’ll do the same for me
Turn it up and take a shot
Set my spirit free
Don’t forget the promise that you made
Pour whiskey on my grave

When my time’s up don’t let the good times be gone
Let me still go like I wanted to go
Kicking it up and drinking with my boots on
With a rebel soul

Pour whiskey on my grave
Let it seep into my bones
Have a drink with me
Even when I’m gone
I’ll do the same for you
If you’ll do the same for me
Turn it up and take a shot
Set my spirit free

When I’m gone don’t bring me pretty flowers
And don’t sit and cry for me at my tombstone
Come and visit me in the midnight hours
With your party on

Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah