| Song Length |
3:22 |
Genre |
Country - Americana, Country - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Heartbreaking, Poignant |
Subject |
Regret, Sorrow |
| Similar Artists |
The Band, Lynyrd Skynyrd |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
If I die with my boots on
Send her this song
If I die with my boots on
(If I die with my boots on)
There's a hellhound on my trail
Sniffin' my tracks
Tastin' the blood on my boots
There's a posse out since dawn
I knew all along
Ain't nobody left here gonna tell the truth
If I die with my boots on in this dried up river bed
Look under my head for the last words that I said
Look on my phone, just turn it on
So my wife and son will know me when I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone
If I die with my boots on
Send her this song
It took a long time for me
To learn right from wrong
Baton Rouge through Tennessee
I thought it would always be her and me
We would live the dream
Coast to coast, up a mountainside
We took our time
But we did not walk the line
We were falsely accused, they put a bounty on our heads
We split up on a trail, by this dried up river bed
She held our boy close to her chest
So I took the blame, I took the blame instead
I took the blame instead
If I die with my boots on
Send her this song
It took a long time for me
To learn right from wrong
We were falsely accused, they put a bounty on our heads
We split up on a trail, by this dried up river bed
She held our boy close to her chest
So I took the blame, I took the blame instead
I took the blame instead
If I die with my boots on
Send her this song
It took a long time for me
To learn right from wrong
If I die with my boots on
(If I die with my boots on)
If I die with my boots on
(If I die with my boots on)
Send her this song
(If I die with my boots on)
Send her this song