Body in a Boxcar (Live)

I was born under an alcohol moon
To a steel guitar cryin' the blues
I've been livin' fast, lovin' hard
And I'm startin' to show my age
I don't care if what I'm doin'
Leads me to an early grave

When I die, don't you hang your head and cry
I'll be headin' for that big old honky-tonk up in the sky
Let that lonesome whistle moan, momma, and cry
Put my body in a boxcar and send me to the other side

I've been singin' Waymore's blues every Saturday night
Then "Amazing Grace" on Sunday and I saw the light
I got songs about runnin' around
Trains and the hell I raised
I got a haggard heart but this ragged soul's okay

When I die, don't you hang your head and cry
I'll be headin' for that big old honky-tonk up in the sky
Let that lonesome whistle moan, momma, and cry
Put my body in a boxcar and send me to the other side

When I die, don't you hang your head and cry
I'll be headin' for that big old honky-tonk up in the sky
Let that lonesome whistle moan, momma, and cry
Put my body in a boxcar and send me to the other side
Put my body in a boxcar and send me to the other side
Put my body in a boxcar and send it to the Texas line