Bury Me In Blue Jeans

Yeah, the finer things They never really fit me Ain't no sense in chasin' dollars That I can't take with me My favorite truck Two hundred thousand miles on it Yeah, when my day comes It's yours if you want it 'Cause I'll be on my way Ridin' on angel's wings You know I've always been A man of simple means So it don't really matter Where you lay my bones When I'm headed home Bury me in blue jeans Yeah, these four walls I know are just on loan My name's on the mailbox But the bank still owns And I ain't tryin' to line my pockets In some gold rush town Yeah, 'cause all that gold Would only weigh me down 'Cause I'll be on my way Ridin' on angel's wings You know I've always been A man of simple means So it don't really matter Where you lay my bones When I'm headed home Bury me in blue jeans All the kings buried with all their things Rubies and diamond rings Don't really mean anything, hey Bury me with my boots up A life well lived is a life well loved 'Cause I'll be on my way Ridin' on angel's wings You know I've always been A man of simple means So it don't really matter Where you lay my bones When I'm headed home Bury me in blue jeans All the kings buried with all their things Rubies and diamond rings Don't really mean anything, no Oh oh, yeah yeah Bury me in blue jeans --- Bury Me in Blue Jeans - Midland