If I can't go to heaven
Bury me in a neon grave
Carve my name in a honkeytonk headstone right there where I lay
Let that Lynchburg River
Haul my soul away
If I can't go to heaven
Bury me in a neon grave
Where the band don't stop and the girls all dance where the long necks don't get hot in our hands the bar keeps doublin' down on doubles
It ain't hard to find a little trouble
Where the clock keeps going but it don't keep time
The good Lord's willin' and the sun don't rise
If I can't go to heaven I say
Bury me, bury me, bury me
In a neon grave
Hand me Lord your angels
With whisky on their wings
If I can't cross the Jordon
To go and see my king
Plop me here by the jukebox
Where I can hear old? Sing
And hand me Lord your angels
With whisky on their wings
Where the band don't stop and the girls all dance
Where the long necks don't get hot in our hands
The bar keeps doublin' down on doubles
It ain't hard to find a little trouble
Where the clock keeps going but it don't keep time
The good Lord's willin' and the sun don't rise
If I can't go to heaven I say
Bury me, bury me, bury me
In a neon grave
Ohhhh in a neon grave
With the lights down low
And the smoke is thick
Where the open dock
Is always lit
If I can't go to heaven
Bury me
Where the band don't stop and the girls all dance
Where the long necks don't get hot in our hands
The bar keeps doublin' down on doubles
It ain't hard to find a little trouble
Where the clock keeps going but it don't keep time
The good Lord's willin' and the sun don't rise
If I can't go to heaven I say
Bury me, bury me, bury me
In a neon grave
Woah in a neon grave
Bury me, bury me, bury me
In a neon grave
Woah in a neon grave