I hope I die in my boots I hope I die in my boots Never saw no use Dying in my Sunday shoes I hope I die in my boots I hope I die in the spring I hope I die in the spring Never saw no reason To die in any other season I hope I die in the spring I'll be walking in my garden When my soul like a prisoner's pardon When my heart stops starting I hope that I'm not sleeping When Mr. Grim comes reaping I want to see the face that he's been keeping Got to keep my eyes open I gotta keep my eyes open Wanna see my broken Soul start floating Die with my eyes wide open I hope I die in my boots I hope I die in my boots Never saw no use Dying in my Sunday shoes.