Post by OldMan Zeke(alan jackson/roger murrah/keith stegall)
Dont rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some jones
Cause my heart aint ready
For the rolling stones
I dont feel like rocking
Since my babys gone
So dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
Before you drop that quarter
Keep one thing in mind
You got a heartbroke hillbilly
Standing here in line
Ive been down and lonely
Ever since she left
Before you punch that number
May I make one request
Dont rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some jones
Cause my heart aint ready
For the rolling stones
I dont feel like rocking
Since my babys gone
So dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
I aint got nothing
Against rock and roll
But when your hearts been broken
You need a song thats slow
There aint nothing like a steel guitar
To drown a memory
Before you spend your money baby
Play a song for me
Dont rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some jones
Cause my heart aint ready
For the rolling stones
I dont feel like rocking
Since my babys gone
So dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
Dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
What's numbnuts Bubba doing with that peeshooter again?
I will not take Zeke's singing off this jukebox.
I will not be pressured into making a rash decision...
Listen gang, if Bubba don't miss, then play all the rock you want ;->
Because...
Well I ain't afraid of dyin', it's the thought of being dead
I wanna go on being me once my eulogy's been read
Don't spread my ashes out to sea, don't lay me down to rest
You can put my mind at ease if you fulfill my last request
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight
Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Just let my headstone be a neon sign
Let it burn in mem'ry of all of my good times
Fix me up with a manequin, just remember I like blondes
I'll be the life of the party even when I'm dead and gone
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight
Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Just make your next selection and while your still in line
You can pay you last respects one quarter at a time
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight
Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Oh, prop me up beside the jukebox if I die